The day was sunny and pleasant, devoid of chill winds. It was a dull, foggy day, and the atmosphere was so thick and heavy, that, at eight o'clock, the curious who arrived near the prison could scarcely discern the tower of St. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object. It still failed in something. A young man —almost a boy, slight, dark, and with his brother’s deep grey eyes—came across the room to her.
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