One called Waterman's Hall, a horrible place adjoining the postern under the gate, whence, through a small barred aperture, they solicited alms from the passengers: the other, a large chamber, denominated My Lady's Hold, was situated in the highest part of the jail, at the northern extremity. A deep dread calm, like that which precedes a thunderstorm, now prevailed amongst the assemblage. "To me?" gasped Winifred. ‘I’m damned if I see what you have to complain of,’ uttered Charvill, a faintly bewildered note underlying his irascibility. I don’t know that I understand altogether. . He had heard me sing—the fool thought himself in love with me. Aunt and niece regarded each other silently. Do sit down, dear boy.
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