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Rh will surely never send one of our ears as a token for our ransom. Why. it would go to his heart to cut off a favourite curl." "How dreary the room looks!—the dark floor—the discoloured walls—the huge shadows, which seem to move as I gaze!" "The very place for ghosts and midnight murder. You must certainly re-furnish them—but quite in the antique style—when you are Countess di Frianchettini." "How can you jest at the bare possibility of such a misfortune?" "What is the use of crying? Thank God the children were left behind—they will give the alarm. I have arranged all the scene of to-morrow in my own mind. You will be dragged to the altar;—you will faint, of course; this occasions a delay—a sudden noise is heard—a party of soldiers rush in—a little fighting, and we are safe. It is so very unromantic to be rescued by one's husband: it would be such an opportunity for a lover. What do you say to Edward Lorraine—he would be a fitting hero for such an adventure?" Emily blushed, but made no answer. Indeed, she was seized at that moment with a desire to explore their prison. The survey was soon