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Casting a hasty glance at the old and ruinous prison belonging
to the liberty of the Bishop of Winchester (whose palace formerly adjoined the
river), called the Clink, which gave its name to the street, along which he
walked: and noticing, with some uneasiness, the melancholy manner in which
the wind whistled through its barred casements, the carpenter followed his
companion down an opening to the right, and presently arrived at the water-side. Securing the chain in the best way he could, Jack then hurried down two pair of
stairs, and had nearly reached the lobby, when a door suddenly opened, and two
persons appeared, one of whom held a light. She had thought it a mirror, because it was her. So, not
exactly hopefully but earnestly, she returned to the feet of God.
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