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’ ‘Why did you not claim it yourself?’ asked Gerald. When first brought under consideration, she was a miserable and forlorn object; squalid in attire, haggard in looks, and emaciated in frame. “Don’t you have a wife? Where are your children?” She asked. ’ The lady frowned suspiciously. And most of the others she had met had, she felt, the same steadfastness. Her birthday was four months away, and that, at its extremist point, might give her another five pounds. “I would like to go home,” she cried, “to please her. Very well, I give up. Interrogation takes many forms, you know, Lucy. The skies became brilliant; the dry monsoon was setting in. 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.
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