He then scaled the northern tower, and made his way to the summit of that part of the prison which fronted Giltspur Street. Perhaps that sealed letter was a form of confession, and thus relieved him on that score. From midnight until morning he was now left alone. "Your father—poor imbecile!—believes we ran away together.
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