I want my freedom. " "Follow me, then," cried Thames, drawing his sword, and springing through the window. ’ She turned and swept away from him, pacing the length of the room to the window Gerald had unshuttered. There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. Or had she, like himself, been held up until the fellow returned to town? He waited, his ready humour anticipating her likely reaction. In any case, there was no doing anything on a Sunday and Brewis Charvill, his main quarry, had gone out of town unexpectedly.
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