" In an angle of the Stone Hall was the Iron Hold, a chamber containing a vast assortment of fetters and handcuffs of all weights and sizes. "He stands before you," rejoined her son. " His demeanour was polished; his manners singularly affable and gentle; and he was remarkable, for the generosity of his temper. "But to the point," continued Wild, unconscious of the peril in which the remark had placed him,—"to the point. You need fear no interruption from him, or any of his myrmidons. We dine at seven-thirty. Where can we sit down and talk?” He led her across the room towards a window recess, in which a tall, fair young man was seated with an evening paper in his hand. "Right to a farthing. "He shan't trouble you further. ‘Never trust a gun in female hands,’ grumbled Hilary, dropping the nun’s habit and backing to join his friend.
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