“Yes, John. Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself. ” She sniffled. At length, about three o'clock, as the first glimmer of dawn became visible through the barred casements of the round-house, the rattling of bolts and chains at the outer door told that some one was admitted. “It was the night you left Paris. You are a great deal more like what I was a few months ago than I am now. Miss Ellicot pursed her lips and sat a little more upright. They have rescued the child.
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