Time wore on somewhat slowly with the prisoner, who had to control his impatience in the best way he could; but as the shades of evening were darkening, the door was unlocked, and Mr. She could not see clearly. The entire city seemed to exist for beauty and art alone. The unpleasant oily chill of fever overtook her body, and she watched in horror as Sebastian carried her to his bed on his shoulder like a sack of flour. Both girls looked pale and listless. "A little, Sir," replied the executioner, with a grim smile.
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