“Child!” he cried. Ramage tethered the horse to the farther gate-post, and Caesar blew heavily and began to investigate the hedge. A little within stood a second door, or rather wicket, lower than the first, but of equal strength, and surmounted by a row of sharp spikes. This horrible piece of deformity, who acted as drawer and cellarman, and was a constant butt to the small wits of the jail, was nicknamed the Black Dog of Newgate. “She must,” said Mr. It isn't your duty.
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