” She propped herself up on the massive oaken post of the bed, feeling the paralysis tingle her legs as it left them ever so slowly. It was in this state that Mark McCloskey caught her. He was accompanied by a young man of about seven-and-twenty, who carried his easel, set it in its place, laid the canvass upon it, opened the paint box, took out the brushes and palette, and, in short, paid him the most assiduous attention. They arrived at the party shortly after 10:00pm. But we can’t help noticing. In the general survey of the prison, taken in the preceding chapter, but little was said of the Lodge.
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