“And as for praying for faith—this sort of monologue is about as near as any
one of my sort ever gets to prayer. ’
‘So Charvill did tell him,’ Gerald said, once more staring into the hole in the
wall. ”
“Yes, but you forget; how am I to live?”
“Easily. He
would have some sport with Mr. My name
is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. He
fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the
arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him,
whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. We shall become a prey to the Philistines, and must
turn honest in self-defence. There’s a great gulf opened, and nobody’s got any plans what to do with
us. ” He rolled his eyes, trying
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to conceal pride. "Here's a door," remarked Ireton, when he got to that nearest the leads, "which I
could have sworn would have resisted anything. "
"Yes, there was one," observed Ireton. "Hear me out," said Jonathan. Its architecture was richly ornamental, and resembled the style of a
triumphal entrance to a capital, rather than a dungeon having battlements and
hexagonal towers, and being adorned on the western side with a triple range of
pilasters of the Tuscan order, amid the intercolumniations of which were niches
embellished with statues. "Oh! Sir, if you'd seen her
as I've seen her, you'd not wish her a continuance of misery. "Then it is not too
late to save him.
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