"My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. ’ ‘Oh, a ruin,’ exclaimed Mrs Sindlesham, throwing up a hand. ’ ‘I chose to come with you, miss,’ Jack interrupted more firmly. There was only one small grated window in this hold, which admitted but little light. Every eye was fixed upon the prisoner.
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