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Both advanced towards it, when, by the light of the lantern, Wood beheld, in the countenance of the stranger, the well-remembered and stern features of Rowland. "Have a moment's patience, Sir Rowland," returned Wild; "and you shall hear. “Just seems like a nice place to get away to, especially since it seems to attract pretty girls. Chapter Two ‘Our French friends are beginning to form quite a little coterie,’ remarked Gerald, covertly studying the group gathered in an alcove at the other side of Lady Bicknacre’s ballroom. Sheppard, averting her face to hide her tears. He fell back upon the pillows with a little moan, clutching the slim white fingers fiercely. He had him removed from the Condemned Hold, stripped of his fine apparel, clothed in the most sordid rags, loaded with additional fetters, and thrust into the Stone Hold,—already described as the most noisome cell in the whole prison. "I am Owen Wood, at your service. Besides, it was under false pretences. I'm not noble; so my honourable ancestors will not turn over in their graves. It was the blouse that gave Lucy away.
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