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Annabel laughed softly. First, I went to Country Tom's, the Goat, in Long Lane. Here, without a glimpse of daylight; visited by
no one except Austin at stated intervals, who neither answered a question nor
addressed a word to him; fed upon the worst diet, literally mouldy bread and
ditch-water; surrounded by stone walls; with a flagged floor for his pillow, and
without so much as a blanket to protect him from the death-like cold that pierced
his frame,—Jack's stout heart was subdued, and he fell into the deepest
dejection, ardently longing for the time when even a violent death should
terminate his sufferings.
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