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At least here she was safe. She cried and sobbed in fits. She longed to own something lasting, anything, but knew her wishes to be stupid. “I don’t love him,” said Ann Veronica, getting a gleam. She may address me as “Grandfather” if she chooses, since I’m obliged to accept her in that capacity. "I witnessed the bet. Something tells me I am rushing on greater danger. He had him removed from the Condemned Hold, stripped of his fine apparel, clothed in the most sordid rags, loaded with additional fetters, and thrust into the Stone Hold,—already described as the most noisome cell in the whole prison. Wild of the circumstance.
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