A chain, riveted to an iron belt encircling her waist, bound her to the wall. "Vell, vell," growled Sharples, after he had listened to the other's remonstrances, "it shall be done. “Oh, dammit!” he remarked, “dammit!” with great bitterness as he faced it. “I’m six hundred and forty-eight, John, but guess how old I look? Fifteen.
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