It wasn’t. The man’s passion was infectious. Sometimes he was obviously irritable and uncomfortable and unfortunate in his efforts to seem at ease. “It’s the stir of spring,” he said. There was a wall; she was always encountering it; the one time she was able to break through this wall was when the part in his hair was crooked. Austin, or any man of similar dimensions, would have found wholly impossible. With this view, Jack was carried—for he was no longer able to move without assistance— to a ward called the Castle, situated over the gateway on the western side, in what was considered the strongest part of the jail.
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