Wood, in a taunting tone. Books were always sliding and slipping, clumsy objects to hold. This he accomplished by holding the chain that connected them firmly between his teeth, and squeezing his fingers as closely together as possible, succeeded in drawing his wrists through the manacles. My heart misgives me.
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