\" She looked at Mike. Shortly afterwards,—it seemed an age to the anxious mother,—Mr. The prison was two stories high, with a flat roof surmounted by a gilt vane fashioned like a key; and, possessing considerable internal accommodation, it had, in its day, lodged some thousands of disorderly personages. "Jack," exclaimed the widow, starting up and drawing back the curtain.
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