His legs were dreadfully swelled; his hands bruised; and his fetters occasioned him intolerable pain. “There,” he said, “you don’t treat me fairly, Miss Stanley. Manning leaned forward on the table, talking discursively on the probable brilliance of their married life. And you promised to tell me. “Why, I do not know. Now you can understand why every minute is a torture to me.
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