The natural gaiety of the place seemed to have affected them both. The hand which the man had been holding hung limp and nerveless at her side. The likelihood is that I shan’t see the wench again. Time wore on somewhat slowly with the prisoner, who had to control his impatience in the best way he could; but as the shades of evening were darkening, the door was unlocked, and Mr. Restraining with an effort his intense curiosity, he talked of general subjects only, trying his best to entertain her. "Enough's as good as a feast. E below.
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