“She wasn’t sane, my wife. "
So saying, he descended a short spiral staircase, and, entering a long stone
gallery, from which several other passages branched, took one of them, and after
various turnings—for he was familiar with all the intricacies of the prison—
arrived at the cell of which he was in search. ‘And why not?’
‘Because,’ Gerald said matter of factly, ‘convent-bred jeune demoiselles do
not commonly know how to handle either pistols or daggers. ‘Up, Jacques, up,’ she ordered. But there
is something in your voice that makes me distrust you. I overheard them planning your
assassination.
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