Little by little Sebastian gave to her the story of how she came to be abducted. ” “I am rebuked,” she declared. ‘I want a word with you, my lad. . ” “I said I was all right. The tail-ender of this little caravan, he had been rather out of it. CHAPTER XXVII His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent thought. "Well, Sir Rowland," he said, after a brief pause, during which the knight regarded him with a searching glance, as if endeavouring to recall his features, "I will not gainsay your words.
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