She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. “I am not dependent upon any one. The door was too strong, and too well secured, to break open,—the walls too thick: but the ceiling,—if he could reach it—there, he doubted not, he could make an outlet. One or two landladies refused her with an air of conscious virtue that she found hard to explain.
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