Lost me place, that’s all. He drew a little breath of relief. He glanced downwards at the impetuous torrent, which he could perceive shooting past him with lightning swiftness in the gloom. Within that dungeon lay Captain Bew, Rumbold and Whitney—a jolly crew! All carved their names on the stone, and all Share the fate of the brave Du Val! With their chisels so fine, tra la! "Save us!" continued the apprentice, "I hope this beam doesn't resemble the Newgate stone; or I may chance, like the great men the song speaks of, to swing on the Tyburn tree for my pains. You will go out at once, if you please.
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