Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. I sha'n't utter a word. My father thought the latter. Alors, one must steel oneself. " Mr. ” She looked at him with fluttering eyelids—sweetly grateful. Above this revolting spot was the female debtor's ward; below it a gloomy cell, called Tangier; and, lower still, the Stone Hold, a most terrible and noisome dungeon, situated underground, and unvisited by a single ray of daylight. Take, if you please, your own pistol. It was clear she wanted to get away from home, that she was impatient to get away from home. Something seemed to dredge up from the recesses of her memory and she brightened. She had never said anything so horrible to anyone in her life. They then took off their boots, and crept stealthily up stairs, treading upon the point of their toes so cautiously, that not a board creaked beneath their weight.
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