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” “Thousands of women have married merely for freedom,” said Miss Miniver. They had escaped from the New Prison, it is true; but the wall of Clerkenwell Bridewell, by which that jail was formerly surrounded, and which was more than twenty feet high, and protected by formidable and bristling chevaux de frise, remained to be scaled. For a few days she was fascinated by the place, exploring the moldy rooms, the weird treasures hiding in forgotten trousseaus. But, though the latter was somewhat embarrassed by his burthen, he peremptorily declined Jonathan's offer of assistance. You will be under the eye of the best friend I have; and if you do not treat that child for what she is —an innocent angel—I promise to hunt you across the wide world and kill you with bare hands. But he afterwards acted upon the suggestion. Jonathan completely baffles and derides the ends of justice. “What were you doing?” Her voice was a little hysterical. The fashions of the day have become antiquated.
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