"Get up, then," said Jack, freeing his foot from the stirrup. I wanted the magic of love. Casting a hasty glance at the old and ruinous prison belonging
to the liberty of the Bishop of Winchester (whose palace formerly adjoined the
river), called the Clink, which gave its name to the street, along which he
walked: and noticing, with some uneasiness, the melancholy manner in which
the wind whistled through its barred casements, the carpenter followed his
companion down an opening to the right, and presently arrived at the water-side. Lucy could see the resemblance of
Martin to both of his parents as plain as day. He remembered that, before he
attempted to dislodge the stone, he had placed the child in a cavity of the pier,
which the granite mass had been intended to fill.
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