“Girls. There was barely room for one, let alone two, in the passage, and Melusine ended up backwards, supporting Jack as best she could as he stumbled along, grasping the rough walls on either side with both hands. It was a sort of cooking-room, with an immense fire-place flanked by a couple of cauldrons, and was called Jack Ketch's Kitchen, because the quarters of persons executed for treason were there boiled by the hangman in oil, pitch, and tar, before they were affixed on the city gates, or on London Bridge. She turned her cheek to the cold sill; and by and by the sill grew warm and wet with tears. “Do you think it is fair of you to persecute me just now?” “It is not persecution, Anna,” he answered gently. Ah!" he exclaimed, as his eye fell upon a small knob in the wall, "there's the spring!" He touched it, and the door flew open. Some one had once, in his hearing, called him a prig. Perhaps what urged her interest in the young man's direction was the dead whiteness of his face, the puffed eyelids and the bloodshot whites. He shut his eyes and groped for the wall to steady himself, wondering if this bit of mummery would get over. "Where is he, then?" demanded the other, hastily. Every window, from the groundfloor to the garret had its occupant, and the roofs were covered with spectators.
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