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"Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key. "Ah! Quilt Arnold, my man, is it you? By the powers! I'm glad to see you. The echoes of his hard, unpleasant laugh reached Anna on her way upstairs. " To bring down this imperfect sketch of Newgate to the present time, it may be mentioned, that, being found inadequate to the purpose required, the old jail was pulled down in 1770. “I’m not the Devil.
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