She almost laughed, but repressed her smile lest it seem cruel. “I see nothing of my sister,” she said. ‘You have every right to be angry with me. You're Mister Wild's pris'ner, and worse luck to it!" "I don't ask you to liberate me," urged Thames; "but will you convey a message for me?" "Where to, honey?" "To Mr. I defy you to explain it away. Never for a moment had violence come between these two since long ago he had, in spite of her mother’s protest in the background, carried her kicking and squalling to the nursery for some forgotten crime. "See her I will.
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