What was to hinder me, if I had been so inclined, from directing them to your retreat?" "Enough," replied Darrell. What's-your-name?" "Shotbolt, Sir," replied the jailer. But she did not speak. But, this sad affair disposed of, I will not rest till I have avenged my murdered parents. She sat down awkwardly and helplessly on one of the little stools by her table and covered her face with her hands.
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