He's coming. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. ” “She does. "Another moment, and it'll be too late. ” He stroked her hand gently. The ruse succeeded almost beyond his expectation. A chain, riveted to an iron belt encircling her waist, bound her to the wall. But Bess could scarcely summon resolution enough to hazard the experiment; and it was only on Jack's urgent intreaties, and even threats, that she could be prevailed on to trust herself to the frail tenure of the rope he had prepared. "Much better," said Mrs.
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