"How?" cried her brother, starting. " 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. ’ ‘Begging your pardon, miss, but I think as how you ought to go back to London,’ Jack ventured. The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring. Her foster father had been outside for most of the morning, working on trimming the maple trees and mowing the lawn. Her name was Rhea.
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