He patted the hand on his sleeve. "Read that. " "I'm no reader of riddles," said Jonathan. \"Pleased to meet you, Miss Lucy. She had fallen asleep on the wooden bed, uncaring of lice or bedbugs. You are in the hands of a wicked, a terrible man, who will not stop till he has completed your destruction. Every word you utter puzzles me. Wood. Before a year has expired, you will share the same fate.
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