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” She paused for a moment. Like the Castle, which it
resembled in all respects except that it was destitute even of a barrack-bedstead,
the Red Room was reserved for state-prisoners, and had not been occupied since
the year 1716, when the jail, as has before been mentioned, was crowded by the
Preston rebels. At that a new element poured into her excitement, an element of wild disgust
and terror. “You see,” she said,
very gently, “I AM going. ‘I told her you couldn’t have been
flirting, but she wouldn’t believe me. "Too late!" shrieked the lady, falling heavily backwards,—"too late!—oh!"
Heedless of her cries, Jonathan passed a handkerchief tightly over her son's
mouth, and forced him out of the room.
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