"I will swear it upon the cross!" "His name, then?" demanded the knight. "Remember!" cried Quilt, as he forced the captive along. Forgetting the dark thoughts of his last brush with the girl, he dropped the dagger back in his pocket, quickened his pace, and went back into the house to look for his hostess. Miss Garvice repeated again, and almost in the same words she used at every discussion, her contribution to the great question. She drew up a chair and sat down, putting her palm on the damp, cold forehead.
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