He was speedily disarmed; and the rope and gag being found upon him, were exultingly turned against him by his conqueror, who, after pinioning his arms tightly behind his back, forced open his mouth with the iron, and effectually prevented the utterance of any further outcries. He rolled on top of her, pinning her with his arms and forming a tented cage. Somebody tricked you back yonder—baited you for spite. He had pictured her, if indeed she had ever had the courage to do this thing, as sitting alone, convulsed with guilty fear, starting at her own shadow, a slave to constant terror. To work then he went, and with wonderful industry filed off two of the iron bars. "My head fairly turns round. Even you have not been able to hold her back. What does it matter? I am not a pauper, Annabel.
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