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Probably not one of you; raciously over

this, was ever shut up in a dungeon under expectation of bearing the

unpleasant operation of decapitation within half an hour It never

happened to myself, either, that I can recollect; so, of course, you

or I personally can form no idea what the sensation may be like; but

in this particular case, tradition saith Sir Norsley's state

of mind was decidedly depressed As the door shut violently, he leaned

against it, and listened to his jailers place the great bars into their

sockets, and felt he was shut in, in the dreariest, darkest, disreeablest place that it had ever been his ht of Leoline, and reflected that in all probability she was

sleeping the sleep of the just--perhaps drea that his head was to be cut off in half an hour

In course of ti would come--it was not likely the ordinary

course of nature would be cut off because he was; and Leoline would get

up and dress herself, and looking a thousand times prettier than ever,

stand at theand wait for hiood

would it do her; about that time he would probably be--where? It was a

rather uncomfortable question, but easily answered, and depressed hiht of Or inof hiht have been half