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Meantime, the Stone Hall was crowded by all the inmates of the jail, debtors, felons, turnkeys, and officers who could obtain permission to witness the ceremony of the prisoner's irons being struck off. “No reason. "At a place we call the Dark House at Queenhithe," answered Jonathan, "a sort of under-ground tavern or night-cellar, close to the river-side, and frequented by the crew of the Dutch skipper, to whose care he's to be committed. “But how can you?” asked Constance. . Both advanced towards it, when, by the light of the lantern, Wood beheld, in the countenance of the stranger, the well-remembered and stern features of Rowland. 1. . My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. This woman, contrary to his custom, he answered. “Call me Annabel. . And, as usual,” she continued, a little bitterly, “I seem to have been sent along with the dullest and least edifying of Mrs. "These writer chaps are queer birds.

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