Gianfrancesco had told her about it, how he had played in it as a child with his brothers. “I don’t see quite what your game is, Vee, but I suppose you’ve got a game on somewhere. The prison gates were besieged like the entrance of a booth at a fair; and the Condemned Hold where he was confined, and to which visitors were admitted at the moderate rate of a guinea a-head, had quite the appearance of a showroom.
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