“I’m fine,” she said softly. "To paint your portrait," answered the jailer. ‘No, my poor guardian,’ Gerald mocked. Each wing had a small cupola; and, in the centre of the pile rose a larger dome, surmounted by a gilded ball and vane. "I fear not," replied Jack, despondingly.
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