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"It's very well you haven't crushed the poor little thing to death with this confounded clothes'-bag. ‘But I have the pistol,’ Gerald pointed out. ‘I’ll get the key,’ said Roding, turning abruptly. It's almost incredible. ” Chapter XXXII SIX MONTHS AFTER Up the moss-grown path, where the rose bushes run wild, almost met, came Anna in a spotless white gown, with the flush of her early morning walk in her cheeks, and something of the brightness of it in her eyes. The windows which were about nine feet from the floor, had no glass; but were secured by thick iron bars, and an oaken beam. " "That's right," replied Wild, with a ghastly smile.
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