Upon my word, Anna,” she declared, with a strange little laugh, “you are a thousand times more like me as I was two months ago than I am myself. " In an angle of the Stone Hall was the Iron Hold, a chamber containing a vast assortment of fetters and handcuffs of all weights and sizes. “You silly wimmin,” he said over and over again throughout the hearing, plucking at his blotting-pad with busy hands. And then suddenly—a relief. With a cry of triumph, he rose, the sword hilt grasped in his fingers, the point swishing up towards her. She felt privileged above other women at parties, where she was on display as all the duchesses and queens looked upon her with envy as he was so clearly entranced by her in every way. She crushed the letter in her hand.
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