It’s a mismatch. The cage at Willesden was, and is—for it is still standing—a small round building about eight feet high, with a pointed tiled roof, to which a number of boards, inscribed with the names of the parish officers, and charged with a multitude of admonitory notices to vagrants and other disorderly persons, are attached. In this way (he informed Spurlock) he kept posted on what was going on in the strictly commercial world. “Will you help me?” he asked. “All of which doesn’t help me in the slightest degree to pay back that money. One of your arms shall be drawn to one side of the room, and the other arm to the other side, and your legs shall be served in the like manner. Occasionally he would lean back and stare at the window which gave upon the sea. A feeling of inexplicable awe crept over the carpenter as the sounds died away.
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