This way, Sir Rowland. Anna, quitting her chair, dropped on her knees by her sister’s side and took her hand. Recovering himself quickly his instinct of self-defence was quicker than his recollection of Anna’s presence. “Have you not missed me?” He inquired. But all that could be ascertained in the village was, that a man had ridden off a short time before in the direction of London. The slim knife was wrested from her grasp, and she was flung backwards, towards the bookcases. Arrived there, Jack felt about for a particular window; and having discovered the object of his search, and received the necessary implements from his companion, he instantly commenced operations. He waited for an instant, wasting an encouraging smile in the imperfect light, and then shut the doors of the van, leaving the women in darkness. "I advise you against this trip, Mr. Very likely you will disapprove highly of what I have done—I wonder? You may, perhaps, think I have done it just in a fit of childish petulance because my father locked me in when I wanted to go to a ball of which he did not approve. That is why I called myself Anna. Vot am I to do vith these young imps, eh?" "What you generally do with your prisoners, Mr.
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