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"You are my prisoner, Jack. He then barred and double-locked the door, took out the key, (a precautionary measure which, with a grim smile, he said he never omitted,) thrust it into his vest, and motioning the couple to follow him, led the way to the inner room. “Annabel,” she said slowly, “if I fight this thing out myself, can I trust you that it will not be a vain sacrifice? After what you have said it is useless for us to play with words. "If you've done wrong, confess it, and I'll forgive you!" "I don't deserve to be forgiven!" returned Jack, bursting into tears; "for I'm afraid I've done very wrong. Wood, ironically; "but I used to think it required something more than mere words to prove that a person's character was abused. You know not what a wretched guilty thing I am. " She had brought home a puppy one day. . ’ Emile reached out both hands and grasped her shoulders. “Then we go on to this place, the Oeschinensee. My proposition is for you to keep an eye on him, and the moment he puts on his clothes to send me a telegram, care of the HongKong Hotel. Yes—as he would have liked. He had just passed through a terrific physical test.
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