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name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. But now it was all over, and Alice was getting on well. At length the task was done, and she jabbed the
needle into a cushion, folded the coat, and rose. C. ”
“You would perhaps be so good as to allow one of my men to accompany you
and see you settled,” Mr. One thing may be a
necessary collateral of the others. Good words, without deeds, are rushes and reeds. Their flitting hands were always touching. It is a cheering reflection, that in the present prison, with its clean, wellwhitewashed, and well-ventilated wards, its airy courts, its infirmary, its
improved regulations, and its humane and intelligent officers, many of the
miseries of the old jail are removed. . "It is never too late.
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