"I'm at your mercy, Poll," rejoined Kneebone, abjectly. CHAPTER XXVII. " And, with a few magical touches, he stamped the fleeting expression on the canvass. For some time after he was locked up in this prison Jack continued in a very dejected state. “I hope,” Annabel answered lazily, “that you have succeeded. She was certain he would hear, sleeping in the nearby castle. “A nice time of anxiety you’ve given me, young lady,” he said, as he entered the room. But I’d have done it without, though it weren’t my place.
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