‘Think I’m fool enough to do my business in a convent?’ he said scornfully. "Come, come, Jack," said Thames, walking up to Sheppard, and taking his hand, "have done with this. The door was too strong, and too well secured, to break open,—the walls too thick: but the ceiling,—if he could reach it—there, he doubted not, he could make an outlet. 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. By and by he ventured to peer into this window. She just sat and told me that was her arrangement.
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