The sun was all but gone now, the horizon a deep shade of purple. As he gazed down into the courts of the prison, he could not help shuddering, lest a false step might precipitate him below. "Where is it?" "Are you the mother of this child?" inquired the person who had first spoken, addressing Mrs. “That,” he said, grimly, with his hand on the doorhandle, “must be your own affair, unless you choose to live at Morningside Park. Before many minutes elapsed, he had picked a large hole in the plaster, which showered down in a cloud of dust; and breaking off several laths, caught hold of a beam, by which he held with one hand, until with the other he succeeded, not without some difficulty, in forcing out one of the tiles. ’ Gerald opened his eyes at her. Startled by this circumstance, he looked around, and perceived that the trap-door,—which has been mentioned as communicating with a secret staircase,—was open. When he was concentrating, deep shadows formed under his gray eyes. He could imagine it even if he could not feel it. The important secret remained locked in my breast, but I resolved to be avenged.
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