As soon as he had gained his feet, he glanced round the bare blank walls of the cell, and, oppressed by the musty, close atmosphere, exclaimed, "I'll let a little fresh air into this dungeon. “But, my dear!” said Ann Veronica’s aunt. Her eyes followed him. ’ ‘You’re incorrigible,’ scolded Hilary, beginning to follow. . "For me—his master, Mr. Find out what I have done or failed to do. It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron. CHAPTER XXI. . Give this fellow the slip, if you can, Jack. He walked through the misty September night to his rooms.
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