Sir John looked about him, and somehow the laugh died away. " "Fear nothing. CHAPTER XV. The red glare fell upon the slimy brick-work, and tinged the inky waters below. He was wrapped in a loose dressing-gown of light material, and stood near the corner where the women's dresses had just been thrown down, quite out of sight of all the party, except Mrs. The windows were grated, the doors barred; each room had the name as well as the appearance of a cell; and the very porter who stood at the gate, habited like a jailer, with his huge bunch of keys at his girdle, his forbidding countenance and surly demeanour seemed to be borrowed from Newgate. But—he was cleverer than any of you. "He was hanged that left his drink behind, you know, master," rejoined Sheppard. He refused.
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