But tell me how have you escaped from the confinement in which you were placed—come and sit by me—here—upon the bed—give me your hand—and tell me all about it. " "I'm sorry I can't indulge you," replied her master, a little piqued. All her life Martha had been there. S. ” He left off abruptly.
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