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” He retorted smartly, looking at her with mischief. It is foolish, she murmured to herself, foolish. ‘To go to these Charvill, it was not in my plot. “And you?” “Same thing. Annabel entered. Jack instantly started to his feet, and the man, alarmed at his appearance, ran off to a neighbouring house. I was—I was a corespondent. Listen, it is I. Above this revolting spot was the female debtor's ward; below it a gloomy cell, called Tangier; and, lower still, the Stone Hold, a most terrible and noisome dungeon, situated underground, and unvisited by a single ray of daylight.
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