"My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. ToC The ward into which Jack was endeavouring to break was called the Red Room, from the circumstance of its walls having once been painted in that colour; all traces of which had, however, long since disappeared. He stirred continually, thrusting his legs about and flinging his arms above his head. He had only to recall this fact (which he did in each crisis) to erect a barrier she could not go around or over.
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