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The sun was rising, illuminating the trees in black as if they were drawn in ink. ToC The day appointed for the execution was now close at hand, and the prisoner, who seemed to have abandoned all hopes of escape, turned his thoughts entirely from worldly considerations. It was a sort of cooking-room, with an immense fire-place flanked by a couple of cauldrons, and was called Jack Ketch's Kitchen, because the quarters of persons executed for treason were there boiled by the hangman in oil, pitch, and tar, before they were affixed on the city gates, or on London Bridge. Then the bridge had arched gateways, bristling with spikes, and garnished (as all ancient gateways ought to be) with the heads of traitors. \" Lucy noticed Michelle's heavy pile of books, some of which were from the school library. Michelle looked at Lucy's feet, still in the ugly brown loafers she had worn since last year. Hill was exchanging greetings with his hostess, and salutations around the table. " Sister Prudence looked at Sister Angelina, who understood what was expected of her.
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