I can wield a quarterstaff as well as a prize-fighter, and have beaten Figg himself at the broadsword. The blow had brought him back to the realm of sober thought. She had been obliged to wait all morning for the opportunity to talk to Martha, who chose always to retire to her cell for the period of recreation that preceded afternoon prayers. Mr. A moment afterwards, the door was closed and bolted, and the carpenter found himself alone.
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