‘Do not think—’ he panted, ‘that I am finished—with you, mademoiselle. To these a heavy wooden apparatus was attached, which could be raised or lowered at pleasure by pullies. Gerald caught the look and slipped the weapon into his pocket. Snatching-up his pistols, he rushed to the door, but to his horror found it fastened. ’ ‘I’m that sorry, miss,’ Kimble said glumly. She was delivered home by 11:30pm. Sometimes—a lonely forlorn child—she had gone to him and put her arms around his neck.
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