“These are the sort of things that aren’t supposed to happen. It was now a quarter past twelve. His baggy shorts sagged over knobby knees that tapered into decrepit Reebok sneakers. Keeping hold of the doorhandle, she turned slowly. "I'll see him fettered myself. The window was shortly after opened, and a rope ladder, with a lighted horn lantern attached to it, let down. Casting a hasty glance at the old and ruinous prison belonging to the liberty of the Bishop of Winchester (whose palace formerly adjoined the river), called the Clink, which gave its name to the street, along which he walked: and noticing, with some uneasiness, the melancholy manner in which the wind whistled through its barred casements, the carpenter followed his companion down an opening to the right, and presently arrived at the water-side.
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