In all his life he had never realized a dream; but the thought had never before hurt him. “We have no airs and graces here, and my hat hangs from a peg in the passage. ‘Don’t tell me. "Ah!" exclaimed Wild, looking angrily towards his supposed attendant. But some day she would find a place to love: there would be rosy apples on the boughs, and there would be flurries of snow blowing into her face. Like the Castle, which it resembled in all respects except that it was destitute even of a barrack-bedstead, the Red Room was reserved for state-prisoners, and had not been occupied since the year 1716, when the jail, as has before been mentioned, was crowded by the Preston rebels.
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