Where the devil have you hidden all those weapons? Don’t tell me you’ve got ’em with you. ’ ‘Don’t start arguing again, for God’s sake,’ snapped Roding irritably, dragging out his own large pocket-handkerchief. "I'll make myself intelligible before I've done," rejoined Wild. Her eyes flashed. "Now, give me the woollen cloth to tie round my fetters," whispered Sheppard. The room in which he was detained—that lately occupied by the Mohocks, who, it appeared, had been allowed to depart,—was calculated to inspire additional apprehension and disgust.
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