He was vaguely uneasy; he knew not what about. ‘You give me an excellent excuse to have in the Madeira,’ said his hostess, reaching for a silver hand bell and setting it pealing. The militiaman at once thrust the old man between the shoulder blades, pushing him into the kitchen. It is a cheering reflection, that in the present prison, with its clean, wellwhitewashed, and well-ventilated wards, its airy courts, its infirmary, its improved regulations, and its humane and intelligent officers, many of the miseries of the old jail are removed. The person caught hold of his arm, and, in spite of his efforts to disengage himself, detained him. He forgot for the moment his own self-pity, the egotism of his own passionate love. To escape one phase of loneliness she had plunged into another, so vast that her courage sometimes faltered.
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