He fancied that when they had had time to reflect, they would regret it still more. ‘If it is that your men there are going to arrest us, then why do they not do so?’ ‘Left to myself, I’d let them,’ he replied grimly. Annabel shines like a star in the darkness, Rosamund queens it a rose, deep rose; But the lady I love is like sunshine in April weather, She gleams and gladdens, she warms—and goes. Meanwhile, the executioner had attached strong cords to his ankles and wrists, and fastened them tightly to the iron rings.
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