‘She won’t confide in you? Now, why?’ ‘Because that scoundrel Leonardo drummed it into her head that no man was to be trusted,’ Gerald announced viciously. Like a river swollen by many currents, it gathered force from the various avenues that poured their streams into it. She could see that she was now the exclusive object of the boy’s attention. Like the Castle, which it resembled in all respects except that it was destitute even of a barrack-bedstead, the Red Room was reserved for state-prisoners, and had not been occupied since the year 1716, when the jail, as has before been mentioned, was crowded by the Preston rebels. She opened the window, for the night was mild, and sat on the floor with her chin resting upon the window-sill. " "You are an angel, I say," continued the poor maniac; "and my Jack would have been like you, if he had lived. She had animated dark blue-gray eyes under her fine eyebrows, and dark brown hair that rolled back simply and effectively from her broad low forehead.
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