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Portrait of Edward Bellamy Edward Bellamy The Duke of Stockbridge — CHAPTER THIRDTHE TAVERN-JAIL AT BARRINGTON (1900)

Certain it is that as the soldier rides along, the smiles that from time to time chase each other across his bronzed face, indicate that gay and tender anticipations of the meeting now only a few hours away, leave no room in his mind for gloomy conjectures of possible disaster. It is nine years since he parted with his father and mother; and his brother Reub he has not seen since the morning in 1778, when Perez, accepting a commission, had gone south with General Greene, and Reub had left for home with Abner and Fennell, and a lot of others whose time had expired.
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Portrait of Edward Bellamy Edward Bellamy The Duke of Stockbridge — CHAPTER THIRDTHE TAVERN-JAIL AT BARRINGTON (1900)

And then he pointed to the sums in charcoal, covering the walls of the cell.
"I callated the interest down to how much a minute. I allers liked cipherin, ye know, Perez, and I have a great deal of time here. Ye see, every day, the interest is a penny and twenty-six twenty-sevenths of a farthin. The wall round me gits that much higher and thicker every day." He stepped closer up to the wall, and pointed to a particular set of figures.
"Here's my weight, ye see, ten stone and a fraction," and then observing Perez' pitiful glance at his emaciated form, he added, "I mean when I come to jail.
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