Lucy was silent. He stood by her side, and he suffered her hands to rest in his. He was in trouble and she could not help him; that was the ache in her heart. "Don't scourge me," she cried, trying to hide herself in the farthest corner of the cell. Here were imprisoned the fines; and, "perhaps," adds the before-cited authority, "if he behaved himself, an outlawed person might creep in among them.
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