"I have hurt you because I would not trust you. Now keep still. They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. Imbecile. Imagination, coloured by the obscurity, peopled the air with phantoms. The door was then locked, and he was left alone. Michelle helped her mother clear the table and Lucy thanked her for the meal.
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