” She knelt upon the floor of her cell and clasped her hands, and remained for a long time in silence. The grate was full of fluttering ashes of burnt paper, and the easy chair near the fire had evidently been used. I am your servitor. ’ ‘Then what?’ demanded Lucilla in a hushed tone. Stanley, consenting with dignity.
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