"Shall I never banish those horrible phantoms from my couch—the
father with his bleeding breast and dripping hair!—the mother with her wringing
hands and looks of vengeance and reproach!—And must another be added to
their number—their son! Horror!—let me be spared this new crime! And yet the
gibbet—my name tarnished—my escutcheon blotted by the hangman!—No, I
cannot submit to that. Once she had asked him: "Are you my father?"
He had answered: "I am. Then he sensed the trap. He had him removed from the Condemned Hold,
stripped of his fine apparel, clothed in the most sordid rags, loaded with
additional fetters, and thrust into the Stone Hold,—already described as the most
noisome cell in the whole prison. I saw it this morning in the
Daily Journal—an advertisement, offering a reward—"
"A reward!" echoed Jack. Following his guide, Sir Rowland
found himself in a large and lofty apartment, the extent of which he could not
entirely discern until lights were set upon the table. She
remembered him as a dull figure, a big man with a belly
that was already showing fat under his fine scarlet clothes. Such was the terror inspired by Wild's vindictive character, that few durst face
him who had given him cause for displeasure.
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