The windows were grated, the doors barred; each room had the name as well as the appearance of a cell; and the very porter who stood at the gate, habited like a jailer, with his huge bunch of keys at his girdle, his forbidding countenance and surly demeanour seemed to be borrowed from Newgate. His conscience, however, was entirely another affair. "With pleasure, Sir," replied Edgeworth Bess. “You do not even know what you are talking about. She felt that perhaps, in her desire to play an adequate part in the conversation, she had talked rather more freely than she ought to have done, and given him a wrong impression of herself. "You are a paragon of prudence and discretion," rejoined the woollen-draper, drawing his chair closer to hers.
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