"Farewell!" blubbered the executioner's wife, pressing his hand to her lips. That held his thought as the magnet holds the needle, inescapably. She forgot Anna’s sacrifices, forgot her own callousness, forgot the burden which she had fastened upon her sister’s shoulders. She shut her lips hard, her jaw hardened, and she set herself to struggle with him. Sydney was watching her eagerly. ‘You see, unlike you, mademoiselle, your cavalier here would not wish to be arrested. If you will furnish me with a list of these rebels, and with proofs of their treason, I will not only insure your safety, but will acquaint you with the real name and rank of your sister Aliva's husband, as well as with some particulars which will never otherwise reach your ears, concerning your lost sister, Constance. Her mouth lolled open and drool seeped down one corner.
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