“Please forgive me—for one moment,” she sobbed. " Taking Jack into a shed behind the workshop the smith in a short time freed him from his fetters. “My charm of manner, I suppose. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. ‘Knew you had the lad with you, and thought you were merely delayed.
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