"How do you know that?" rejoined Jack. 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. Along the floor ran an iron bar to which Jack's chain was attached, so that he could move along it from one end of the chamber to the other. Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been taken out of the air she breathed.
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