From the further end of the apartment came the low music of a violin. " "A promise to my mother?" said Winifred, unsuspiciously. I'll keep it for your sake. Wood and several serving-men, all well armed, rushed into the room. Coldly she spoke, in a distinctly accented voice. At the least, the tales had the ability to make her forget where she was; which was something in their favour.
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