On the cords being removed, he made a desperate spring at Wild, bore him to the ground, clutched at his throat, and would, infallibly, have strangled him, if the keepers had not all thrown themselves upon him, and by main force torn him off. "This locket," he said, taking a little ornament attached to a black ribband from his breast, and giving it her,—"do you remember it?" "I do—I do!" cried Winifred. A smile flickered upon her lips as she glanced towards Brendon, who was very serious indeed. You are in the hands of a wicked, a terrible man, who will not stop till he has completed your destruction. She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being it. At least, I hope so for his sake as well as my own," he added, mentally. Thames returned no answer. "Constance is yet living.
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