Poor thing! how beautiful she looks! but how like death!" Deathlike, indeed, was the repose of the sleeper,—deathlike and deep. With this view, Jack was carried—for he was no longer able to move without assistance— to a ward called the Castle, situated over the gateway on the western side, in what was considered the strongest part of the jail. Under her feet lay intricate mosaics, and each warm hall was festooned in tapestries. She looked, Dorothée said, just as she always looks.
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