‘So it is that you could not help it. By this time, the door was unlocked, and drawing his sword, Quilt entered the cell. A crumpled-up newspaper thrown from the gallery hit her upon the cheek. " In stepping across the room, some sharp point in the floor pierced his foot, and stooping to examine it, he found that the wound had been inflicted by a long rusty nail, which projected from the boards. "But calm yourself, dear sister, or the interview will be too much for you. ‘Beg pardon, sir?’ asked the sergeant, evidently mystified. There was, in fact, only one clear thought in his fevered brain: he had reached the hotel without falling down. " The poor widow hung her head, and pressed her child closer to her breast.
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