Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone. "I see nothing surprising in it," rejoined Jonathan. ‘How could I know that it is you?’ She peered at him in the darkness. How fortunate that she recognises the resemblance. Perhaps you will explain the state of panic into which I seem to have thrown you. ‘No, Melusine. A chain, riveted to an iron belt encircling her waist, bound her to the wall.
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