‘Gérard!’ ‘Yes, it’s I,’ he said, and grinned. Thinking of Mantua, she wandered to the courtyard. We WERE thieves. The wish was vain: and, endeavouring to banish every earthly thought, he addressed himself deeply and sincerely to prayer. For some time after he was locked up in this prison Jack continued in a very dejected state. Wood.
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