It was furnished with a bed, a table, and a chair.

He had an inkstand and a great sheet of paper on the table, and he was writing a letter when the bolt shot and the jailer entered with Madelon Hautville.
Burr looked at her with a white, incredulous face.

Then he started up and came forward, but Madelon did not look at him.

She turned to the jailer, Alvin Mead.

"I want to see him alone," said she, imperatively.
"It's again my orders," said the jailer.