“My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child. He had already spoken his mind on the folly of allowing a clearly dangerous female to escape a second time. 277 “I was beginning to think that I would never see you again, Lucy. Gentlemen, I am proud to say that I originated—that I directed those measures. You are my prisoner, murderer. The honey on his tongue turned to ashes. Mr.
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