The bars dropped noiselessly and slowly down, till the chain tightened at the staple. " "As like as life, Sir," observed Austin, peeping over Thornhill's shoulder at the portrait. ” He looked interrogation with a faint smile. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. Let me run you for six months.
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