" In an angle of the Stone Hall was the Iron Hold, a chamber containing a vast assortment of fetters and handcuffs of all weights and sizes. "The gentleman under the table," she answered. “I do not understand. Cursing under his breath, Gerald moved swiftly across and dragged her away. " "Then it was not a dream!" ejaculated Sir Rowland in a hollow voice, and as if speaking to himself. He was asleep when Jonathan entered, and growled at being disturbed.
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