. The adventures of Peter Peterkin . damp andsmelling of old mosses; down, still further down, they car-ried him. At last they came to a little iron door in a wallof black rock. There was a creaking of a rusty iron keyin its lock, and a swinging of the little door on its stiffhinges. In with him! cried the guards—and they tossed poorPeterkin, chains and all, into the furthermost corner of thecell. Then back went the door on its hinges, and creak,went the key in its lock. There was a faint sound of voicesand footsteps dying in the distance . . and Peterkin wasalone! A prisoner! Deep in the dark
. The adventures of Peter Peterkin . damp andsmelling of old mosses; down, still further down, they car-ried him. At last they came to a little iron door in a wallof black rock. There was a creaking of a rusty iron keyin its lock, and a swinging of the little door on its stiffhinges. In with him! cried the guards—and they tossed poorPeterkin, chains and all, into the furthermost corner of thecell. Then back went the door on its hinges, and creak,went the key in its lock. There was a faint sound of voicesand footsteps dying in the distance . . and Peterkin wasalone! A prisoner! Deep in the dark of the dungeon, he laywith his head in his hands and sobbed to think of what afate had come to him. What a fine ending for his story! 58 THE ADVENTURES OF PETERKIN But then he remembered how the Princess Clem hadscreamed when he was snatched away—and he looked upand smiled. There was a tiny, barred window to his cell;and the sunlight came slanting through it in a narrow shaft,to make a little pool of brightness on the For the longest while did Peterkin lie looking at it; anddreamed, as all true lovers do, of what a pretty sight theprincess was in her blue, lilied gown, and ribbons in herbraid!
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