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"Well," said Sister Prudence, "remember, I tried to save you some future
heartaches. If you live, well and
good; if you die, well and good. There are times
when you make me feel a little thing at your feet—a young, silly, protected
thing. ‘And it is not only a question
of her identity, but a matter of her life as well. “We are not going the right way,” she exclaimed. ‘I knew it. The
knife is at my breast. “I don’t care,” said Ann Veronica to the darkness; “I’ll fight
it. “What else was I to do?”
For some seconds she stood watching him and both were thinking very
quickly. ’
‘But it was not your fault,’ protested Gosse, shocked. Acquainted with every part of the jail, Jack well knew that his only chance of
effecting an escape must be by the roof. ‘Then mayhap this will persuade you!’
With a scrape of steel, he drew his sword from its scabbard. She had a horrible glimpse of the once
nice little old lady being also borne stationward, still faintly battling and very
muddy—one lock of grayish hair straggling over her neck, her face scared,
white, but triumphant. "Let me see the earth thrown over her," implored Jack; "and take me where you
please. So you are Prudence
Remenham.
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