It was not a hard face, but it was resolute. "You needn't go far to do that," returned Quilt; "there he stands. The monster, Wild, when he visited my dungeon last night, told me, to add to my misery, that she occupied a cell near me. "Your name is Spurlock?" "It is. Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running from his cut hand. Aunt and niece regarded each other silently. “All right?” asked the man with the light eyelashes, suddenly appearing in the doorway.
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