This was the body of a man, apparently lifeless, and stretched upon a mattress, with his head bound up in a linen cloth, through which the blood had oosed. Wood in the deepest mourning. " "Och! if he's a friend o' yours, my dear joy, there's no more to be said; and right sorry am I, I struck him. He's a Welshman, and I wouldn't for a trifle that any accident befel him. The gentleman didn't communicate his business to me. There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks.
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