The prison gates were besieged like the entrance of a booth at a fair; and the Condemned Hold where he was confined, and to which visitors were admitted at the moderate rate of a guinea a-head, had quite the appearance of a showroom. ‘Parbleu, you waste time. She reads novels—and history—and all sorts of things. It was as if she had grown right past her father into something older and of infinitely wider outlook, as if he had always been unsuspectedly a flattened figure, and now she had discovered him from the other side. Art was everywhere, underfoot in the form of mosaics, overhead in the form of architecture. There was a certain air of forced fortuity in his manner. . Immediately beneath her lay Willesden,—the most charming and secluded village in the neighbourhood of the metropolis—with its scattered farm-houses, its noble granges, and its old grey church-tower just peeping above a grove of rook-haunted trees. To tell you the truth, he spoke to me very seriously upon the subject. An hour later the doctor arrived; and after a thorough examination, he looked doubtful. You cannot refuse me this. I made Hainault’s acquaintance, stood him drinks, lent him money. “I don’t see what else I could have said,” he remarked. Her aunt was making herself cuffs out of little slips of insertion under the newly lit lamp. The two hostlers, however, kept close at his heels; and Jack, whose strength began to flag, feared he could not hold much longer.
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