She gasped with pain, but she did not release her grip. "Take it," cried Wood, holding the infant towards her; "take it, and fly. He was just getting cross about your being late for dinner—you know his way—when it came. From the first of these alighted Thames, or, as he must now be styled, the Marquis de Chatillon. But if you mean to take me to this Gérard, I shall know what to say to him. The first peg was torture. She was crushed with a sense of her own terrible impotency.
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