CHAPTER IV The tourists returned to the Sha-mien at four o'clock. Martin’s eyes seemed about to pop out of his head. “It was poison—why not?” she answered. Arrived at the audience-chamber, he set down the light upon a stand, threw open the door, and announced in a loud voice, but with the perfect intonation of the person he represented,—"Sir Rowland Trenchard. We have him as safe as a linnet in a cage; and could wring his neck round as easily. His sword-arm fell useless at his side and she knew herself safe. "Ha! say you so? You must be looked to. The service began.
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