Sir Rowland laid his hand upon his sword. “Yeah, but I have two brothers. ‘Who me, sir? Lor’ no, sir. The subterranean level of the Diedermayer house was fully bedecked with every luxury known to mankind. I must go somewhere into hiding, a long, long way off. The cell in which she was confined was about six feet long and four wide; the walls were scored all over with fantastic designs, snatches of poetry, short sentences and names,—the work of its former occupants, and of its present inmate.
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