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Chapter 11 THE CASTLE OF THE TERROR-3
"You will not act with rashness?" she implored in quick apprehension. "Remember, your life is at stake, as well as my own." "Her enemies intended that I, too, should die!" I answered, looking straight into those deep mysterious brown eyes which held me as beneath a spell. "They have drawn her into their power because she had no means of defense. But I will assume the position of her friend and protector." "How?" "The man is awaiting me in the boat outside. I intend to take her with me." "But, m'sieur, why that is impossible!" cried the old woman in a hoarse voice. "If you were discovered by the guards who patrol the lake both night and day they would shoot you both." "I will risk it," I said, and without another word dashed into the tiny bed chamber and tore an old brown bla
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