“Good,” he said, as he watched the colour come back to her cheeks. When the prisoner was brought into this room, he was again questioned; but, continuing contumacious, preparations were made for inflicting the torture. “Oh, I am lonely,” she moaned. She backed away, amazed as the thing buzzed loudly in the center of the room. "I am too much honoured—too happy in the union. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated. Her father became much less distant towards his only daughter in the days that followed.
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