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It was a tiny little room, daintily furnished, individual in its quaint colouring, and
the masses of perfumed flowers set in strange and unexpected places. On their return, the jailers raised up Jonathan, who was weltering in his blood,
and who appeared to be dying. "
"Oh! how much I owe him!" said the widow, with fervour, "for bringing me
here, and removing me from those dreadful sights and sounds, that would have
driven me distracted, even if I had been in my right mind. Well, I shall be
sorry to lose him, Mr. "
"That's impossible," replied Jack. ’ She flounced
back to stare out of the window again. The door was opened, and Austin entered the cell, when he absolutely recoiled
before the spectacle he beheld, and could scarcely have looked more alarmed if
the prison had tumbled about his ears.
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