. The windows were grated, the doors barred; each room had the name as well as the appearance of a cell; and the very porter who stood at the gate, habited like a jailer, with his huge bunch of keys at his girdle, his forbidding countenance and surly demeanour seemed to be borrowed from Newgate. He's the only native I trust in these parts. That's my maxim; and it's the maxim of every honest man. “I have noticed,” he said, “that you seem to delight in taking a topsy-turvy view of life. He tasted like cinders and ash, but not of smoke. Stanley?” “I’ve fallen out with my father. "Where am I?" asked Spurlock. A nine days’ wonder is soon forgotten. "Heaven have mercy on his soul!" ejaculated Wood. The old man was conducted to Jack's cell by the turnkey, who remained near him during their interview.
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