“Jacques is wounded and we are arrested by this imbecile of a sergeant. ‘I know you, Gerald. A bad sign; it signified that the heart action was in a precarious state. " In an angle of the Stone Hall was the Iron Hold, a chamber containing a vast assortment of fetters and handcuffs of all weights and sizes. Her eyes were dilated— fixed in a horrified stare at the parting in the curtains which hung before the window. The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same.
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