’ He nodded. “But, dear, think! He is your father. When any violent outrage was committed,—and such matters were of daily, sometimes hourly, occurrence,—a bell, the rope of which descended into the hall, brought the whole of the turnkeys to their assistance. With great difficulty, Wood forced a path through the ruins. From this spot a road, more resembling the drive through a park than a public thoroughfare, led him gradually to the brow of Dollis Hill. It belonged to his father, and was worn by him on the night he was murdered.
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