A chain, riveted to an iron belt encircling her waist, bound her to the wall. Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. To the poor carpenter it seemed an endless distance. You women, with your tricks of evasion, you’re a sex of swindlers. " "I should think not," observed Jonathan, who had some practice in the knight's moods, and knew how to humour him. Sebastian administered bitter tonics to her, fluids she could not taste with her swollen tongue.
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