On this side a flight of wooden steps, protected by a hand-rail, led to a door opening upon the summit of the prison. It did not cheer or fortify him with false courage and recklessness; it simply enveloped him in a mist of unreality. She goes out and comes home. Wood's cries: but, regardless of this, he darted along a passage, gained the shop, and passed through an open door into the street.
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