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It is occasion for deep regret that I was so blind to e people During those hours of trial ers, it waselse No ss I believe true, things I reuely; but I pass the temptation by, determined to write only what I may vouch for as of ainst the wall andtime after De Noyan fell peacefully asleep While the fast fading daylight clung dimly to the interior, my eyes were fastened upon his upturned face, alan to feel pity for his weakness,away As the darkness beca s of the brain,colors across the black screen The evening was quiet,--within, noof led with the low il, hts unhappy I had much to reflect upon The extreme difficulty of our present situation, encompassed and separated as ere: De Noyan was bewitched by a siren who had already bound him by silken cords to any nefarious scheht coled in her power, although held to his fate by ropes of a different nature; while Madame was scarcely less a prisoner, powerless to escape the ruthless grasp of a false-hearted woht at any instant lead to measures of extremity I alone of all our little company remained somewhat my own master My hands and heart at least were free from all visible bonds Yet what hideous mockery was such freedom! I realized that I could venture no step beyond the door of the lodge without beco eyes; that all about was evidence of the despotic power of this renegade white queen, who deigned to spare me merely because she deemed I was utterly powerless to interfere with her cruel purposes Saint Andrew! it was an environathering gloo dawn About us watched ier to make us victims of their torture, held back tehter of the Sun," who ruled through appeal to their grossest superstitions She, I believed, in spite of fair face and evidences of culture, was as vindictive, barbarous, and relentless as the wildest in that savage band