"Poor Jack!" cried Winifred, burying her face in her lover's bosom. The blast shrieked, as if exulting in its wrathful mission. There has never been a white woman at McClintock's. Accordingly, he began to retrace his steps, and pursuing the course he had recently taken, scaling the two towers, and passing along the wall of the prison, he descended by means of the door upon the Lower Leads.
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