This girl was strong and
vital: how would she take it when she learned that she had cast her lot with a
fugitive from justice? For McClintock was certain that Spurlock was a hunted
man. 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. For days I have been undecided as to
whether I would come to you or no. The sharp point of the sword at the
girl’s throat bit sideways. I thought every one had heard about it. But to-day he did not get beyond
half a dozen desultory start-offs. He was confined in the Middle Stone Ward, a spacious apartment, with good
light and air, situated over the gateway on the western side, and allotted to him,
not for his own convenience, but for that of the keepers, who, if he had been
placed in a gloomier or more incommodious dungeon, would have necessarily
had to share it with him. “To tell
you the truth, I am a little dull.
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