"A little, Sir," replied the executioner, with a grim smile. Again silence. "Rowland," said Lady Trafford, regarding him with a look of indescribable anxiety, "you have assured me that I shall behold my son. " To-morrow! She never beheld it. Her pulses began to race. . Trifle useful?" he added, slipping a few gold pieces into Jack's hand. I asked him to take me away, and hide me. The prison gates were besieged like the entrance of a booth at a fair; and the Condemned Hold where he was confined, and to which visitors were admitted at the moderate rate of a guinea a-head, had quite the appearance of a showroom.
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