"We may trust him," he added in a whisper; "he is a staunch friend of the good cause. The air was sharp and bracing, and the leaves which had taken their autumnal tints were falling from the trees. " "Your prisoner!" echoed Jonathan, derisively. Spurling attended him as his nurse, and, under her care, he speedily revived. The place was pockmarked with window-like holes everywhere—people were always 138 falling into them and breaking bones--it was for these lookouts why she had chosen it.
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