Above this revolting spot was the female debtor's ward; below it a gloomy cell, called Tangier; and, lower still, the Stone Hold, a most terrible and noisome dungeon, situated underground, and unvisited by a single ray of daylight. “Anna,” she moaned, “I am a jealous, ungrateful woman. The night was clear and moonlit, dazzling with even light blue shadows that shone into manicured lawns and pristine gardens. Through all this flutter of novelty there came and went a solicitous, preoccupied, almost depressed figure. ‘Of course the fellow has doubtless stayed put to wait for you,’ retorted Hilary. "I do," replied Sheppard. One she entered and met with a sharp rebuff, which she appeared to receive unmoved. For freedom at least.
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