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You're Mister Wild's pris'ner, and worse luck to it!" "I don't ask you to liberate me," urged Thames; "but will you convey a message for me?" "Where to, honey?" "To Mr. “You are coming my way,” Courtlaw answered. "Help!—help, Mr. A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs. Gifts came from Florence: rubies and emeralds, a beautiful statue of Santa Maria for their garden grotto, a gorgeous silk tapestry of a hunting scene that alone made the price of her dowry look paltry. The expression, however, which would chiefly have interested a beholder, was that of settled and profound melancholy.
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