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A chain, riveted to an iron belt encircling her waist, bound her to the wall. Their duty was to see who came in, or went out; to lock up, and open the different wards; to fetter such prisoners as were ordered to be placed in irons; to distribute the allowances of provision; and to maintain some show of decorum; for which latter purpose they were allowed to carry whips and truncheons. How is she?” “My sister is quite well, thank you,” she answered. After a series of mental gymnastics—occupying the space of a few seconds—it came to him with a shock that here was a new specimen of the species. But when she spoke her lips quivered, and they came. “I’m still new to them.
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