" "Zounds!" exclaimed Wood; "it's my old master-key. Hollo rumbled in his throat. A few steps brought him to the door of the vault in which his mother was immured. Then they would leave and she would go back to being alone. There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again. I would be the kidnapper, of course, but we would forge ransom notes and exchange monies so that it appeared you were taken by brigands or plotters against the Iovelli family. Michelle tossed her hair like a young colt flicking its tail.
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