He drew a little breath of relief. Having now fairly got out of Newgate for the second time, with a heart throbbing with exultation, he hastened to make good his escape. “He does not come here,” she exclaimed, quickly. Montressor’s guests were. A world of haystacks, bean-stacks, and strawricks flanked the granges adjoining his habitation; the yard was crowded with poultry, pigeons were feeding at his feet, cattle were being driven towards the stall, horses led to the stable, a large mastiff was rattling his chain, and stalking majestically in front of his kennel, while a number of farming-men were passing and repassing about their various occupations. "The deuce he has! Why, it's only a few hours since I beheld him chained down with half a hundred weight of iron, in the strongest ward at Newgate. Treading with noiseless step over the soft mould, they soon reached the building.
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