" "You are mocking me, Rowland. ’ ‘Grossly unfair, too. ” “But it is too late,” she declared. He recognized the handwriting, and turned a shade paler. But tell me how have you escaped from the confinement in which you were placed—come and sit by me—here—upon the bed—give me your hand—and tell me all about it. "Well, if you won't come, I shall help myself, and that's unsociable," pursued the speaker, evidently, from the noise he made, suiting the action to the word. His fellow-prisoners nicknamed him the gallows-provider, from a habit he had of picking out all those who were destined to the gibbet. Not a word passed between them. " "Won't you go?" cried Jack passionately.
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