As she looked in this direction, the thief-taker raised his eyes—those gray, blood-thirsty eyes!—their glare froze the life-blood in her veins. When the prisoner was brought into this room, he was again questioned; but, continuing contumacious, preparations were made for inflicting the torture. I chose you for your strength, your cunning, your intelligence, your great beauty. “I always get off here and lean over that rail for a bit. His face will be all I need.
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