“Slavery! Downtroddenness! When I think of it I feel all over boot marks— men’s boots. “I feel like a giant! I believe now I shall do great things. ‘Jacques,’ she said, turning to the lad, and holding the habit out, ‘take this for me and leave it in the passage where we have left the lantern. The door was opened, and Austin entered the cell, when he absolutely recoiled before the spectacle he beheld, and could scarcely have looked more alarmed if the prison had tumbled about his ears.
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