“Is that not rather a profitless speculation, my friend?” He seemed deaf to her interruption. “It’s a matter of feeling with me. ‘It is nothing at all of the kind. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard. He knew she had been weeping. "I must see him to-night. “Mr. She stared at his pleading face. Let him not bear the weight of my punishment. It had been intensified and corrupted by time, as if to add insult to injury. Throwing the blanket over his left arm and shouldering the iron bar, he again clambered up the chimney; regained the Red Room; hurried along the first passage; crossed the Chapel; threaded the entry to the Lower Leads; and, in less than ten minutes after quitting the Castle, had reached the northern extremity of the prison.
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