A chain, riveted to an iron belt encircling her waist, bound her to the wall. Applying his ear to the keyhole, Jack listened, but could detect no sound. The imbecile. “It was only yesterday I had your letter, and you never mentioned coming over. ‘Is she the Frenchie we’ve been watching for then, sir?’ The lady’s furious features turned on this new target. "Oh! nothin' partickler—mere curossity," replied Terence. She crawled underneath the soft white sheets, reclining and pulling the blankets up to her chin.
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