Chapter Six-An Irish morning in Belfast-1821

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The banging of the Prison Guard's truncheon caused Lord Daniel's ears to scream. He smiled at him, and the old man.

"It's o'er M'Lord; it's o'er". He grabbed the keys, then opened the cells. Lord Daniel waved at his cell mate, then headed outside...And was glad to be alive in the city of Belfast.

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