The bed-and table-linen were of the finest texture. Gerald did not know who she was, but he knew who she was not. I can't run in these heavy fetters. But what did the occupant of the box care? The laugh was always with the dead: they were out of the muddle. After all, he had the means of setting this tormenting doubt at rest. CHAPTER IX. " "Curse your reward!" exclaimed Kneebone, angrily. .
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