Whenever ecstasy— any kind of ecstasy—filled her heart to bursting, these physical expressions eased the pressure. "Open my heart, Father of Mercy!" she murmured, in a humble tone, and with downcast looks, "and make me sensible of the error of my ways. You speak as one injured—as though I had been the one to take your name—as though you had been the one to make sacrifices. Wood had retired to his own room, where he had just summoned Thames. On examination it proved to be a flat bar of iron, nearly a yard in length, and more than an inch square. Jack tried it, and found it locked. They had scarcely gained the adjoining cellar when Jonathan and the Jew rushed past in the direction of the vault.
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