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He reached out a hand gropingly, sagged, and toppled out of the chair to the floor, where he lay very still. The prison gates were besieged like the entrance of a booth at a fair; and the Condemned Hold where he was confined, and to which visitors were admitted at the moderate rate of a guinea a-head, had quite the appearance of a showroom. Probably the latter, for the thronging ballroom was insufferably hot. He appeared to be a stranger to the prisoner, and the sole motive of his visit, curiosity. She did not see Sebastian turn towards the boy and his family, but every hair on the back of her neck stood up rigidly. Next instant, Gerald felt his wrist seized in an iron grip.
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