"To paint your portrait," answered the jailer. They were headed by an athleticlooking, swarthy-featured man, who was armed with a cutlass, which he waved
over his head to cheer on his companions. There was a lot of that, John, a great deal of
hunger. Brendon’s guests,” she said, “and I scarcely think it would be nice
of me to leave him alone with Sydney. “Why should one pretend?” she whispered. “What made you marry him? What made you
leave Paris without a word to any one? What made you and your sister exchange
identities?”
“There is one answer to all those questions, Nigel,” she said, with a nervous little
shudder. Only promise me this. We'll turn the tables upon 'em yet. But I
proved it to them! Oh yeah, I told John, but I don’t think
he believes me either. She held it down with the poker, looking nervously over her shoulder.
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