On the north stood the battlements of one of the towers of the gate. Well aware that the doors in this passage were much stronger than those in the entry he had just quitted he was neither surprised nor dismayed to find it fastened by a lock of unusual size. Danger, in the form he apprehended, was lurking outside: nor was he destined to enjoy long repose. Heaven alone knows why. "I can't say I do," replied Wood. She could not apply it in this instance because she was not sure the application would be correct. Also, you must send someone to fetch my horse—at least, it is not mine but I have borrowed it to come here—because it will be dark very soon and—’ ‘Woof! Hold it, hold it,’ begged the sergeant.
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