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In vain Wood protested his innocence. She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. " "It's mine, I'll be sworn," rejoined Wood. She chuckled. Built and paved with stone, without beds, or any other sort of protection from the cold, this dreadful hole, accounted the most dark and dismal in the prison, was made the receptacle of such miserable wretches as could not pay the customary fees. . Once, when he thought he had done so, he smiled an ingratiating smile. " "But, Mac.
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