He returned, blue towel in hand. "You came hither under my protection, and you shall depart freely,—nay, more, you shall have an hour's grace. Perhaps I'd better open it now. And then the fetters, which were still upon his legs:—how was he to get rid of them? Tired and dispirited, he still wandered on. Rain pounded the tin roof, and waterfalls obscured the pavilion into its own private 91 chamber.
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