"To paint your portrait," answered the jailer. His face was downcast. "Let me see the earth thrown over her," implored Jack; "and take me where you please. He was aware of Hilary, in company with Lucilla and the comtesse’s daughter some few yards away, listening in suddenly. Here, without a glimpse of daylight; visited by no one except Austin at stated intervals, who neither answered a question nor addressed a word to him; fed upon the worst diet, literally mouldy bread and ditch-water; surrounded by stone walls; with a flagged floor for his pillow, and without so much as a blanket to protect him from the death-like cold that pierced his frame,—Jack's stout heart was subdued, and he fell into the deepest dejection, ardently longing for the time when even a violent death should terminate his sufferings. Anna took up the pen, and signed, after a moment’s hesitation, A. Glancing towards him she saw that a shadow had fallen upon his face. ’ ‘Indeed, I’m beginning to think so,’ he said ruefully. An astonished Jack Kimble was revealed in the aperture.
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