He began really to like Spurlock, despite the shadow of the boy's past, despite his inexplicable attitude toward this glorious girl. He then scaled the northern tower, and made his way to the summit of that part of the prison which fronted Giltspur Street. Spurlock, filled with self-mockery, sat in a chair on the west veranda. You tonic my liver and you tonic my soul.
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