" So saying, she retired, and Jack entered the cell. Standing on tiptoe, on a joint-stool, placed upon the bench, with his back to the door, and a clasp-knife in his hand, this youngster, instead of executing his appointed task, was occupied in carving his name upon a beam, overhead. His glasses were gone. The occasion is worth a dash of the grape, lad. . Another coach was then procured, in which the prisoner was placed. He—he has rather a poor opinion of his contemporaries. It was an awful moment—so awful, that every other feeling except deep interest in the scene seemed suspended. Tell me I haven’t heard.
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