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I was pulled down on my knees , then thrust forward , and then left to myself while
they rushed to bonnet Lillywhite . I stumbled against a great , quiet farm horse . A
continuous scuffling went on ; an imperious voice cried : " Hold your tongues ...
Blindfold ' em , lads , ” he cried , and turned me sharply round . “ Don ' t struggle ,
” he whispered in my ear ; his silk handkerchief came cool across my eyelids . I
felt hands fumbling with a knot at the back of my head . “ You ' re all right , ” he ...
It was he who had cried the watchword , “ Snuff and enough , ” and who had held
the whispered consultation . Carlos and Castro had waited in their hiding - place ,
having been spectators of the arrival of the runners and of my capture .
cried , and was amazed at my own words . Tomas Castro sprang up , and placed
his rough , hand over my lips . “ Be quiet , John Kemp , you fool ! ” he hissed
sudden energy . He had spruced himself , but I seemed to see the i still flutter
At last there were voices , footsteps ; I found it very hard to carry out my resolution
and refrain from stifled cries and kicks . ... I cried . I felt the point of a knife on my
breast . “ Silence , Seņor ! ” said a gruff voice . This fear vanished when we caine
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“And on this ghostly sigh, on this breath, with the feeble click of beads in the nun’s hands, a silence fell upon the room, vast as the stillness of a world of unknown faiths, loves, beliefs, of ... Read full review