” “It is Number 8, Cavendish Square,” she answered simply. Now you can understand why every minute is a torture to me. " There was a pause. "We shall never be able to get you out unseen, Jack," whispered Poll Maggot. So I had to buy out his interest, and it pinched me dreadfully to do it. ’ ‘Then you will die at the hands of the canaille. Casting a hasty glance at the old and ruinous prison belonging to the liberty of the Bishop of Winchester (whose palace formerly adjoined the river), called the Clink, which gave its name to the street, along which he walked: and noticing, with some uneasiness, the melancholy manner in which the wind whistled through its barred casements, the carpenter followed his companion down an opening to the right, and presently arrived at the water-side.
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