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‘Who, the émigrés?’ ‘Do I speak of the English, imbecile? Certainly the émigrés. In this cell was a huntsman, who had fractured his skull while hunting, and was perpetually hallooing after the hounds;—in that, the most melancholy of all, the grinning gibbering lunatic, the realization of "moody madness, laughing wild. It was a dark mysterious place, and what it was used for no one exactly knew; but it was called by those who had seen it the Well Hole. Sharples received them at the threshold, and holding his lantern towards the prisoners to acquaint himself with their features, nodded to Quilt, between whom and himself some secret understanding seemed to subsist, and then closed and barred the door. “You will be so late. Of this I'm certain, however, she was much too good for him, and was never meant to be a journeyman carpenter's wife, still less what is she now. What was his astonishment to recognise in the few words they uttered the voices of Kneebone and Winifred! The latter was apparently in great distress, and the former seemed to be using his best efforts to relieve her anxiety. Both carried packages of books and magazines. And now I find, when it is too late, that I might have deserved you—that I am as well born as Thames Darrell. You are different, Lucia, undamaged even after what you have been through, still pure of heart. Her fingers clutched the side of the door as though to steady herself.
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