There were two. This is where my character, Lucia, is coming from. "Don't scourge me," she cried, trying to hide herself in the farthest corner of the cell. After all, what can it matter? It was just to make sure. She was clear there were no other minds like them in all the world. "Well, well; I have given out of my wisdom. The door leaned inward. Earles,” she exclaimed. “What on earth did you expect me to do, then?” he asked. And mind, your life,—more than your life—hangs upon your choice. “We must go. He meditated, and began a new paragraph. We'll see whether he'll get rid of his new bonds?" he added with a brutal laugh, which was echoed by the bystanders. She tried not to pant, not to reveal herself, and she began to shake.
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