In the obscurity in which it was now seen, it looked like a prison, and, indeed, it was Jonathan's fancy to make it resemble one as much as possible. "My good friend, Owen Wood,—Heaven preserve him!—is still living. Coldly she spoke, in a distinctly accented voice. " "'Ouns!" ejaculated Terence, in alarm, "would you turn snitch on your old pal, Quilt?" "Ay, if he plays a-cross," returned Quilt. I'll show you the Shamien; and we can talk all we want.
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