Like the Castle, which it
resembled in all respects except that it was destitute even of a barrack-bedstead,
the Red Room was reserved for state-prisoners, and had not been occupied since
the year 1716, when the jail, as has before been mentioned, was crowded by the
Preston rebels. But here was a girl—she must be a girl,
since she was his daughter and pat-able—imitating the woman quite remarkably
and cleverly. Parbleu, but
she was a fool. I'm used to insult as I am to misfortune, and am grown callous to both; but I'm
not used to compassion, and know not how to take it. I have read that authors are very selfish and
self-centred. ‘Cover her, men. But when he looked again, there she was!
"I don't understand," he said, finally.
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