“Great!” Cathy squealed. ‘Then he went stark staring crazy, if you ask me. Her teeth were chattering so hard that she had to clench them for fear of biting off her own tongue. It was precisely two o'clock on the morning of Whit-monday, the 25th of May 1724, when the remarkable escape before detailed was completed: and, though it wanted full two hours to daybreak, the glimmer of a waning moon prevented it from being totally dark.
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