Michelle briskly made introductions and then joined the fray of conversations. Slowly, he drew back his head and looked into her face. ‘Sergeant Trodger is who I am. But Gerald wouldn’t hear of it. Even when you've a knave to deal with, let your actions be plain, and above-board. Ah!" he exclaimed, as his eye fell upon a small knob in the wall, "there's the spring!" He touched it, and the door flew open. Hot coffee and cakes were sent in to them in the morning by some intelligent sympathizer, or she would have starved all day. "To paint your portrait," answered the jailer.
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