“Does he live here?” he asked her presently. Under this unnerving scrutiny, a slow flush mounted to the woman’s cheeks. On a pallet in one corner lay a pale emaciated female. " In an angle of the Stone Hall was the Iron Hold, a chamber containing a vast assortment of fetters and handcuffs of all weights and sizes. After knocking for some time at the door without effect, he tried the latch, and to his surprise found it open. He munched his popcorn steadily, periodically offering it to her, but not his Coke, as that would be too bold, a saliva exchange. Her aunt was a long time before she answered.
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