Part 8 “Why should I ever come back?” she said to herself, as she went down the staircase. “I couldn’t help it. The wall was of considerable thickness, and built altogether of stone; and the noise he was compelled to make in using the heavy bar, which brought sparks with every splinter he struck off, was so great, that he feared it must be heard by the prisoners on the Debtors' side. “His love-making,” she remarked, “struck me as unconvincing. "Who is it?" "He didn't give his name, Sir," replied the maid; "but he's a young gentleman. He opened it—just off-hand, and then when he saw what it was he hit at the table and sent his soup spoon flying and splashing on to the tablecloth. To her mind, recalling the picture of him the night before, there had been something tragic in the grim silent manner of his tippling.
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