Annabel, I cannot believe it. CHAPTER XXV Spurlock pushed back his helmet and sat down in the white sand, buckling his knees and folding his arms around them—pondering. Besides this, the door was crossed and recrossed by iron bars, clenched by broad-headed nails. Wood—and after him came his daughter. He then descended; and having induced Bess to take off some part of her clothing, he tore the gown and petticoat into shreds and twisted them into a sort of rope which he fastened to the lower bars of the window.
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