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Portrait of Sabine Baring-Gould Sabine Baring-Gould In the Roar of the Sea — Chapter 25

Judith dropped the candle on the floor, and rushed with outstretched arms, and a cry piercing, but beaten back on her by the walls and vault of the cell and caught the frightened boy to her heart.
"Jamie! O my Jamie! my Jamie!"
She swayed herself, crying, in the bed, holding him to her, with no thought, her whole being absorbed in a spasm of intensest, most harrowing pain. The tallow candle was on the slate floor, fallen, melting, spluttering, flaming.
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Portrait of Sabine Baring-Gould Sabine Baring-Gould In the Roar of the Sea — Chapter 25

As soon as the last kegs were brought in the house-door would be locked, and though she had entered the garden she would be unable to penetrate to the interior of the asylum. Without hesitation, strong in her earnest purpose to help Jamie to the utmost of her power, and grasping at every chance that offered, she hastened, cautiously indeed, but swiftly, to the door whence the light proceeded. The light was but a feeble one, and cast but a fluttering ray upon the gravel. Judith was careful to walk where it could not fall on her dress.
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