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"Would you rather be alone?" "No. A sense of impending disaster was upon him. The windows were grated, the doors barred; each room had the name as well as the appearance of a cell; and the very porter who stood at the gate, habited like a jailer, with his huge bunch of keys at his girdle, his forbidding countenance and surly demeanour seemed to be borrowed from Newgate. "Stop a minute," cried Jack, detaining his mistresses. Again silence. "More than three hundred weight, Sir," replied the man. "Jack Sheppard knows this house, I believe, Sir," observed Shotbolt.
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