Spurling was no longer allowed to visit him; he was again loaded with irons; fastened by an enormous horse-padlock to a staple in the floor; and only allowed to take repose in a chair. ‘But do you think I can blame you for this, Marthe?’ ‘I blame myself. Perhaps these few words were the first real conscious words he had uttered in days. “Gods!” cried Ann Veronica, and kept him standing. "Yes, now," rejoined the infuriated dame; "perhaps, I may never have another opportunity. It seemed that within an instant the Pestilence struck, and she begged me on her deathbed to shelter you and her grandson for the rest of your lives, as she could see that even though I was a ‘demon fiend’ and ‘minor devil’ that I loved you. “I think we’ve exhausted this discussion,” she said. "To-morrow night!" said Spurlock, in a wondering whisper. Gently she raised his head and withdrew the coat from under the pillow.
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