\"Thanks, Mike. In the evening, a band of village musicians, accompanied by most of the young inhabitants of Willesden, strolled out to Dollis Hill, where they formed a rustic concert under the great elm before the door. As he gazed down into the courts of the prison, he could not help shuddering, lest a false step might precipitate him below. She snatched about in her mind. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor.
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