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"We've heard coming and going. Unlocking several doors, he came to a dark vault, that would have rivalled the gloomiest cell in Newgate, into which he thrust Thames, and fastened the door. That had taken her by surprise, and her tired wits had failed her. The first of these, the Press Room, a dark close chamber, near Waterman's Hall, obtained its name from an immense wooden machine kept in it, with which such prisoners as refused to plead to their indictments were pressed to death—a species of inquisitorial torture not discontinued until so lately as the early part of the reign of George the Third, when it was abolished by an express statute. But this might be merely a figurative mode of describing his customary vigilance. He lived on the seventh floor behind a winding set of hallways that towered over her in their grayness. I just want him, and no one else will do. A middle-aged countrywoman, plump of cheek, and a little shy. He slackened his pace as he reached the flat. Thames unfolded the drawing, smoothed out its creases, and beheld a portrait of himself. “We were good friends in Paris, weren’t we? You made me all sorts of promises, we planned no end of nice things, and then—without a word to any one you disappeared. The door was locked; but, with the bars of iron, it was speedily burst open.
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