It was bleeding again. " "And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless it be tears of joy. She resolved to go into the City to Ramage and ask for his advice. Never bought a shirt in my life, Mr. 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. Horrible doubts assailed her. She would be healthy, too, and vigorous.
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