It was a perfect windless spring day, a Sunday. The floor was planked with oak, and covered with iron staples, hooks, and ringbolts, with heavy chains attached to them. I’ve had a headache all day. Lovers' confidences should be respected. I am fairly well hardened in iniquity—your iniquity, Annabel—but I decline to have a husband thrust upon me. The hope that had been suddenly kindled in the youth's bosom was as suddenly extinguished. ’ ‘Who is that?’ demanded Lucilla eagerly. " "No doubt," he replied.
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