There was something about their greeting and the tone of Annabel’s exclamation which puzzled her. ‘You will please to tell this—this idiot to release me. Down on your marrow-bones, sirrah! Confess your guilt, and Sir Rowland may yet save you from the gallows. ‘Pray you, mademoiselle, can you not—’ ‘No use trying to enlist Lucilla’s aid,’ snapped Roding.
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