On this elevation a table was now placed, around
which sat the turnkeys and their guests, regaling themselves on the fragrant
beverage provided by the prisoner. Had it come already?
Chapter XXVII
JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN
“Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. It feels like I’ve got a snake of mucus stuffing my entire
throat, just one big solid rope. What
have you got to say?"
"Too much," replied Kneebone, shaking his head; "sadly too much. This was his humiliation as well as hers. Blest with a fond
husband, surrounded by every comfort, you have never been assailed by the
horrible temptations to which misery has exposed me. Prudence shook her head. She loved for him to regale
her with the stories of his past, the days of ancient
Greece.
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