Then she looked up at Brendon. But Jack was too well versed in the geography of the place to attempt either
of them. The
south or principal front, looking, down the Old Bailey, and not upon it, as is the
case of the present structure, with its massive walls of roughened freestone,—in
some places darkened by the smoke, in others blanched, by exposure to the
weather,—its heavy projecting cornice, its unglazed doubly-grated windows, its
gloomy porch decorated with fetters, and defended by an enormous iron door,
had a stern and striking effect. It opened and a nun’s head popped out. She might scream until her voice failed; the natives
would not come to her aid; they never meddled with the affairs of the whites. "To-night it is their turn," said Jonathan, binding up his wounded fingers with a
handkerchief. ‘And that object
confirms me in the belief that it is not I who will shortly meet my maker.
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