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CHAPTER XLIII The Verdictlocked

  • George Eliot

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The place fitted up that day as a court of justice was a grand old hall, now destroyed by fire. The mid-day light that fell on the close pavement of human heads, was shed through a line of high pointed windows, variegated with the...

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