The grate was full of fluttering ashes of burnt paper, and the easy chair near the fire had evidently been used. The door leading to the front of the house was stealthily opening. A chain, riveted to an iron belt encircling her waist, bound her to the wall. ” She glanced shyly at the mirror above her dressing-table, and then about her at the furniture, as though it might penetrate to the thoughts that peeped in her mind. I swear it. “My brother’s room when he comes home.
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