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The Dawn Pearl. “To your room!” Michelle cowered, her face flushed with anger. “I love you, you know. He took her fingers and lifted his eyes to hers. He had him removed from the Condemned Hold, stripped of his fine apparel, clothed in the most sordid rags, loaded with additional fetters, and thrust into the Stone Hold,—already described as the most noisome cell in the whole prison. She patted John's head with her palm, its surface appealingly fuzzy. The door to the room in question was closed. Jack, whose back was towards it, did not see it; but he heard, from the pitying exclamations of the crowd, that it was in view.
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