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There were two sisters, you know. E. At the recollection that it was his, she seemed to fall through a thin surface, as one might fall through the crust of a lava into glowing depths. She knew Martha would not ask anything that she did not wish to know. One or two landladies refused her with an air of conscious virtue that she found hard to explain. “And yet,” he said, “you bid me talk cheerfully, or not at all. The prison was two stories high, with a flat roof surmounted by a gilt vane fashioned like a key; and, possessing considerable internal accommodation, it had, in its day, lodged some thousands of disorderly personages. A bobbing lantern, crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention.
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