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Above this revolting spot was the female debtor's ward; below it a gloomy cell, called Tangier; and, lower still, the Stone Hold, a most terrible and noisome dungeon, situated underground, and unvisited by a single ray of daylight. But Gerald took it for the routine interest in an eligible bachelor, although he was aware many females had an eye for scarlet regimentals. She tried surreptitiously to reach her own dagger, in its cunning hiding place in her petticoat. My motive in coming hither is to serve you, and save your life. "He was thrown overboard, and perished at sea. Faugh!” She took up the last morsel of roll, and held it delicately between her long slim fingers. ” “Against your will?” He asked. She saw marks in the dirt where he had been pacing.
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