Fly! fly!" "Do not think of me, mother, but of yourself," cried Jack, in an agony of tears. " It was only a shade better than the Stone Hold. ‘Ah, grandpére. There he sat as before, with the heavy fetters on his limbs, and beside him sat his three companions, who had since expiated their offences on the gibbet. They were true noblemen, men of the court.
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