"
"Devilish hard! I'm not allowed a chance," grumbled Austin, as he was left
alone. The young man had knocked over the siphon. He reached for her and
she stroked his head soothingly as his mother had done a
few times when he had suffered bad fevers. "At a place we call the Dark House at Queenhithe," answered Jonathan, "a sort
of under-ground tavern or night-cellar, close to the river-side, and frequented by
the crew of the Dutch skipper, to whose care he's to be committed. God help me. It had
been easy to steal. When any violent outrage was
committed,—and such matters were of daily, sometimes hourly, occurrence,—a
bell, the rope of which descended into the hall, brought the whole of the turnkeys
to their assistance. The doctor missed the expression of terror and dismay that flitted across
Spurlock's face.
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