The clanking of chains, the grating of locks, and the rumbling of bolts must have been music in Jonathan's ears, so much pains did he take to subject himself to such sounds. A stout female stood in the aperture, an oil lamp in her hand. By the time I had recovered myself she had gone. Take care he don't see you,—and bring me word where he goes, and what he does.
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