But I was sorry for poor Jack—as I am still, and hoped he would mend. “Do you think it is fair of you to persecute me just now?” “It is not persecution, Anna,” he answered gently. " "It is," answered Wood. She stood up before him, smiling faintly. “We should get out of here. The monster, Wild, when he visited my dungeon last night, told me, to add to my misery, that she occupied a cell near me. She started forward.
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