The man who sat behind a pigeon-hole, and regulated the comings and goings, was for a moment absent. After encountering other dangers, and being twice, compelled to fling himself flat upon his face to avoid slipping from the wet and slimy pathway, he was at length about to emerge from the lock, when, to his inexpressible horror, he found he had lost the child! All the blood in his veins rushed to his heart, and he shook in every limb as he made this discovery. To settle the point, the governor started to Windsor, delegating his trust in the interim to Wild, who took advantage of his brief rule to adopt the harshest measures towards the prisoner. It was a beautiful place that she had found, a round cave by a small stream. She had been obliged to spend the night in that fateful bedchamber, the faithful Kimble—who had foraged at a nearby inn, bringing back a large pie and a jug of porter for his mistress—guarding the door outside. In that sense, my strategy worked. Not at all. Lord, but it was a nun! Just as he had suspected. He had been quite right to sit down. The swelling in his limbs had also subsided.
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