B. Roused by the bell tolling for evening service, Jack left the house. Upstairs, in the little dressing-room, the panel was opened by means of tugging a small candlesconce in the wall. “It isn’t fair. . He was here shortly after the young man was taken ill. In this screen, which masked the entrance of a dark passage communicating with the Condemned Hold, about five feet from the ground, was a hatch, protected by long spikes set six inches apart, and each of the thickness of an elephant's tusk. I told her it was the end. With this view, Jack was carried—for he was no longer able to move without assistance— to a ward called the Castle, situated over the gateway on the western side, in what was considered the strongest part of the jail. " "A child!" thought Wood; it must be the fugitive Darrell. Yet you knew that I was not dead. Jack! Mon dieu, but he was unarmed. As he passed out he saw in the hall a quietly dressed man with keen grey eyes, talking to one of the footmen. ’ ‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am.
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