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I keep it for my own drinking," he added in a lower tone. ” A little sobbing cry from Annabel arrested Sir John’s attention. She had left for ever the cage, the galling leash: she was free. “Very well,” said Ann Veronica, with an air of concluding the discussion. From then until four in the afternoon there was nothing to do—the whole island went to sleep. The unfortunate prisoner, meanwhile, who was not informed of the respite, languished in his horrible dungeon, and, at the expiration of three weeks, became so seriously indisposed that it was feared he could not long survive. The decision had been sound. Just as he reached them, the Comte de St Erme drew Valade a little apart and began to converse with him in rapid French.
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