Her dainty shoes were soiled with dust and there was a great tear in her skirt. “Promise me that you’ll never tell another living soul, John. " "What villain?" cried Hogarth. This horrible piece of deformity, who acted as drawer and cellarman, and was a constant butt to the small wits of the jail, was nicknamed the Black Dog of Newgate. " "I'll excuse it nevertheless," returned the little damsel, affectionately extending her hand to him. She watched her friend rise and go towards her affianced husband, a look of mischief in her face. She must be beautiful, but beauty is only the beginning. He never retires to rest till daybreak—if at all. All she had found was the love of this dog.
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