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Something with iron resolve the father had kept hidden all these years in the lonely citadel of his heart. At the expiration of an hour, by dint of unremitting exertion, he had made so large a breach in the chimney, that he could stand upright in it. As he gazed down into the courts of the prison, he could not help shuddering, lest a false step might precipitate him below. Robbed of their prey, the fury of the mob became ungovernable. "Them's catchpoles, I s'pose, Sir, arter the gemman with a writ?" he observed.
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