She cried and sobbed in fits. "Who—who is the Marquis de Chatillon?" "Your adopted son, Thames Darrell," answered Winifred. He could not make good his hold. She could visualize the picture she had presented, particularly the battered papier-mâché kitbag at her feet. But I shall lose my wager if I stay a moment longer—so here goes. After venting his wrath in the wildest manner, and uttering the most dreadful execrations, Jonathan retired to another part of the prison, where he passed the night in consultation with the governor, as to the best means of conveying the prisoner securely to Tyburn.
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