Taking up a couple of large stones which lay near, Jack tried to beat the round basils of the fetters into an oval form, so as to enable him to slip his heels through them. ’ ‘Then Gérard may come back,’ Melusine cried involuntarily on a sudden rising hope. She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank wearily into an easy chair. On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting. ‘That is true,’ Melusine conceded. A species of vertigo seized him.
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