" "What ho! Blueskin!" shouted Jack. " Taking Jack into a shed behind the workshop the smith in a short time freed him from his fetters. Ennison himself, with the recollection of Annabel’s visit still fresh in his mind, was for a moment constrained and ill at ease. Her words, as she said them, seemed to her to mean nothing, and there was so much that struggled for expression.
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