‘The gatehouse? But why must you move him at all?’ ‘Listen, missie. “Here goes for the new life!” “Here goes for the new life,” he echoed and stood up. From midnight until morning he was now left alone. This he accomplished by holding the chain that connected them firmly between his teeth, and squeezing his fingers as closely together as possible, succeeded in drawing his wrists through the manacles. ‘Well?’ demanded Miss Froxfield, accepting a glass of lemonade proffered by a passing lackey. “I am convinced you haven’t thought this out,” he went on. This island was the one haven he had; he might be forced to remain here for several years—until the Hand had forgotten him.
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