As she came in this morning she saw that the lamp was still burning in the study; so she stopped at the door. Two large wards were situated in the Gate; one of which, the Stone Ward, appropriated to the master debtors, looked towards Holborn; the other called the Stone Hall, from a huge stone standing in the middle of it, upon which the irons of criminals under sentence of death were knocked off previously to their being taken to the place of execution, faced Newgate Street. She closed her eyes and felt again an echo of the swamping warmth that had attacked her when his lips met hers. No; she'd never go back. And then scratched it out and wrote instead, “Gérard”.
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