He saw the girl, and sprang up in bed. Spurling, formerly, it may be remembered, the hostess of the Dark House at Queenhithe,—whence wine, ale, and brandy of inferior quality were dispensed, in false measures, and at high prices, throughout the prison, which in noise and debauchery rivalled, if it did not surpass, the lowest tavern. " "Mad as you are, you're the more sensible of the two, I must say," rejoined Jonathan. I spent many happy days there. Spurling attended him as his nurse, and, under her care, he speedily revived.
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