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She was too delicate, too fragile to survive out there. Jonathan laughed scornfully. The loneliness of the place somewhat depressed her. " "It'll be over in a few minutes," rejoined Jonathan, impatiently; "in fact, it'll be over too soon for me. " 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. The stranger with a bow returned to his table.
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