" "I don't understand you," replied Kneebone, in some confusion. He was plainly attired in a riding-dress and boots of the period, and wore a hanger by his side. "Plague on't!" added he: "I never meant to take your babby from you. “I’ll be here at one in the morning. You've caught the colour and the life. The south or principal front, looking, down the Old Bailey, and not upon it, as is the case of the present structure, with its massive walls of roughened freestone,—in some places darkened by the smoke, in others blanched, by exposure to the weather,—its heavy projecting cornice, its unglazed doubly-grated windows, its gloomy porch decorated with fetters, and defended by an enormous iron door, had a stern and striking effect.
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