"I can't help thinking of it, Sir," answered the widow. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. ‘She ought to be. "From that door," continued the thief-taker, pointing to the gloomy portal of the prison opposite which they were standing, "the condemned are taken to Tyburn. "You'll never return. At this moment, the bell of Newgate began to toll, and was answered by another bell from St. However this may be now, it was unquestionably true of old Newgate.
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