Every eye was fixed upon the prisoner. ‘One of they Frenchies, that’s what I say—if it ain’t a ghost. . I must go to-night, or I shall never behold him again. "Why not?" "I'll tell you," cried a deep voice from the back of the bed. A moment before, the surface of the stream was black as ink. Dizzily, she grabbed at the mantel for support and, resting her head on her hands, paid no heed to a betraying sound behind her—until an unexpected arm encircled her. So am I.
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