“Mary! What’s going on! Why are you crying?!” He commanded an answer in a worried and slightly irritated tone. . ” “No,” cried Miss Miniver, almost vehemently. He then descended; and having induced Bess to take off some part of her clothing, he tore the gown and petticoat into shreds and twisted them into a sort of rope which he fastened to the lower bars of the window. He had him removed from the Condemned Hold, stripped of his fine apparel, clothed in the most sordid rags, loaded with additional fetters, and thrust into the Stone Hold,—already described as the most noisome cell in the whole prison. He seemed to be about to move toward her. John stared palely. ‘You do not know how I am like my mother. At last his voice came to release her tension. The arm about her was steel hard, and she felt the weapon that was placed at her heart, which thumped uncomfortably in her chest. “You know,” he muttered, “you know quite well that your troubles are far more likely to weigh upon me than my own. . Not many years ago, two men, employed on this duty, quarrelled during the night, and in the morning their bodies were found stretched upon the pavement of the yard beneath.
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