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Stanley went on, “but there are things— there are stories about Ramage. He understood. ‘Lord, no! I’ve a better regard for my skin, I thank you. "But the past is irremediable, and I did not come hither to exculpate myself, I came to save your life," he added, turning to Thames. Casting a hasty glance at the old and ruinous prison belonging to the liberty of the Bishop of Winchester (whose palace formerly adjoined the river), called the Clink, which gave its name to the street, along which he walked: and noticing, with some uneasiness, the melancholy manner in which the wind whistled through its barred casements, the carpenter followed his companion down an opening to the right, and presently arrived at the water-side. ‘I do not understand you.
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