The knight wished intensely that he could free them , but he was poor and could only go by each day , watching for the sweet face and longing to see it out in the sunshine . At last he resolved to get into the castle and ask how he could help them . He went and knocked . The great door flew open , and he beheld ... '' `` A ravishingly lovely lady , who exclaimed , with a cry of rapture , ` At last ! At last ! ' '' continued Kate , who had read French novels , and admired the style . '' 'T is she ! ' cried Count Gustave , and fell at her feet in an ecstasy of joy . ` Oh , rise ! ' she said , extending a hand of marble fairness . ` Never ! Till you tell me how I may rescue you , ' swore the knight , still kneeling . ` Alas , my cruel fate condemns me to remain here till my tyrant is destroyed . ' ` Where is the villain ? ' ` In the mauve salon . Go , brave heart , and save me from despair . ' ' I obey , and return victorious or dead ! ' With these thrilling words he rushed away , and flinging open the door of the mauve salon , was about to enter , when he received ... '' `` A stunning blow from the big Greek lexicon , which an old fellow in a black gown fired at him , '' said Ned . `` Instantly , Sir What 's - his-name recovered himself , pitched the tyrant out of the window , and turned to join the lady , victorious , but with a bump on his brow , found the door locked , tore up the curtains , made a rope ladder , got halfway down when the ladder broke , and he went headfirst into the moat , sixty feet below . Could swim like a duck , paddled round the castle till he came to a little door guarded by two stout fellows , knocked their heads together till they cracked like a couple of nuts , then , by a trifling exertion of his prodigious strength , he smashed in the door , went up a pair of stone steps covered with dust a foot thick , toads as big as your fist , and spiders that would frighten you into hysterics , Miss March .
At the top of these steps he came plump upon a sight that took his breath away and chilled his blood ... '' `` A tall figure , all in white with a veil over its face and a lamp in its wasted hand , '' XXXXX on Meg .
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