The monster, Wild, when he visited my dungeon last night, told me, to add to my misery, that she occupied a cell near me. "To paint your portrait," answered the jailer. There was a very substantial profit in the transaction, for he paid the natives in commodities—coloured cotton cloths, pipes and tobacco, guns and ammunition, household utensils, cutlery and glass gewgaws. Below her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. “My God! Ann Veronica,” he said, struggling to keep his hold upon her; “my God! Tell me—tell me now—tell me you love me!” His expression was as it were rapaciously furtive. But threats and entreaties—even promises were ineffectual; and the unlucky captive, after exhausting his powers of persuasion, was compelled to give up the point. Jack submitted to this scrutiny with a very bad grace, and vehemently protested his innocence. Ann Veronica was lying on her bed in a darkling room staring at the ceiling. I have been the vicomte’s secretary, remember. Little by little, she stopped hating him.
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