. They then swiftly mounted the stairs, and stopped before the audience-chamber. “Thank God,” he exclaimed. His pride, however, would not suffer him to interfere with their proceedings; much less could he bring himself to acknowledge that he had been in the wrong, and entreat Lady Trafford to remain, though he was well aware that her life might be endangered if she travelled by night. Ray Plote was most certainly feeling restless, what if he had left the house for the evening? She needed to eat. She had never experienced anything so disagreeable in her life as the sense of being held helplessly off her feet. "I'm at your mercy, Poll," rejoined Kneebone, abjectly. "Here I am, Captain," cried a voice from without. ‘You do not like it?’ ‘That is hardly the point. ‘When she lies outright, she thinks about it.
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