Throwing the blanket over his left arm and shouldering the iron bar, he again clambered up the chimney; regained the Red Room; hurried along the first passage; crossed the Chapel; threaded the entry to the Lower Leads; and, in less than ten minutes after quitting the Castle, had reached the northern extremity of the prison. A marriage in the house proved to be exciting but extremely disorganizing. Things were thrown here and there, to be taken up, or again cast aside, as the whim arose; while the broken-backed chairs and crazy table bore the marks of many a conflict. After all, it was what she had been praying for—and Annabel could not have known her address. She was ashamed of herself for the simple gladness she felt wash over her as the infant’s screams ended. She dressed quickly, pulling on white jeans and a red tee shirt. " "Who's lost?" demanded Ireton. She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms.
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