"I was afraid it would be so. Having only seen him in the gloom of a dungeon, and loaded with fetters, Kneebone had not noticed this alteration: but he was now greatly struck by it. He bowed over her hand, venturing to drop a kiss on it’s leathery surface. Always as black and bitter as gall.
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