There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers. Another coach was then procured, in which the prisoner was placed. What with these converging roofs that shut out all but a hand's breadth of the sky, sunshine was rare at this point. He, who had faced the gale, would have been instantly stifled. “Now step aside, I have some business to attend to. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. "Have you broken out of the cage, Jack?" "Something like it," replied the lad carelessly. "Call as you please, beloved girl," he cried, "I will not stir till I am answered.
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