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“Oh good. I have done n-nothing. The door was fastened by a catch and a latch with an inside key, to which at night a chain and two bolts were added. I hear her coming. The old man Pottiswick, still grumbling, much to Melusine’s disgust, had gone on his errand to his daughter’s house some two miles distant. It was comforting to have her there, snoring gently. Some years after the date of this history, an immense ventilator was placed at the top of the Gate, with the view of purifying the prison, which, owing to its insufficient space and constantly-crowded state, was never free from that dreadful and contagious disorder, now happily unknown, the jail-fever.
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