"He occupied that cell for more than six months.

Did he not, good Grimbald?
You had charge of him, and ought to know ?" "One hundred and sixty days exactly, counting from the date of his arrival to the hour of his death, was Sir Ferdinando an inmate of the 'Stone Coffin,'" said the jailer, slowly and sententiously; "and he appeared to enjoy his health quite as well as could be expected--at all events, he did so at first.

I do not think it was quite so damp in his days--but there couldn't be much difference.

In any case, the worthy knight made no complaints; perhaps because he thought there would be no use in making 'em.

Ah! worshipful Sir," he added to Sir Jocelyn, in a tone of affected sympathy which only made his mockery more offensive, "your father was a goodly man, of quite as noble a presence as yourself, though rather stouter and broader in the shoulders, when he first came here; but he was sadly broken down at the last--quite a skeleton.