Meantime, the Stone Hall was crowded by all the inmates of the jail, debtors, felons, turnkeys, and officers who could obtain permission to witness the ceremony of the prisoner's irons being struck off. "Don't stir," replied Jack. His chin was angular and his lips were 16 small, his mouth tiny and refined. To his relief, she nodded. ’ ‘Well, sir? Who is “she”? Not my granddaughter, I take it. She was keenly resolved to do well in the school examination, and not to be drowned in the seas of emotion that threatened to submerge her intellectual being. She watched them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched upon.
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