"I'll be his evil genius!" vociferated Jonathan, who seemed to enjoy her torture. ” They returned to the crypt. " "My courage gave out. When the word “FREAK” appeared scratched in the persimmon colored paint on her locker, she knew that in some fragile young woman’s mind a war had escalated from imaginary to physical. Here the prisoners took exercise; and a quaint, but striking picture has been left of their appearance when so engaged, by the author of the English Rogue.
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