But the objects in his range of vision remained unchanged. ” Anna shook her head. " "This is folly," cried Jack, controlling himself by a powerful effort. There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. "You came hither under my protection, and you shall depart freely,—nay, more, you shall have an hour's grace. "My coat!" he repeated, his glance burning into hers. “I do not blame him.
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