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I saw someone in there whom I have always hoped that I should never meet again. I know less about this affair perhaps than you suppose. The necessity which had previously existed of leaving the ghastly evidence of the murderous deed undisturbed,—the presence of the mangled corpse,—the bustle of the inquest, at which her attendance was required,—all these circumstances produced a harrowing effect upon the young girl's imagination. You may well say it's impossible! His Majesty's jail of Newgate is admirably guarded, I must say. When I drink blood, I. Wild will hang me. Books! She knew now what had saved her—her mother's hand, reaching down from heaven, had set the giver's flaming eyes upon the covers of these books. But in between these wider phases of comparative confidence were gaps of disconcerting doubt, when the universe was presented as making sinister and threatening faces at her, defying her to defy, preparing a humiliating and shameful overthrow. She shivered, more due to his presence than the changing weather. I knew it. . An old man and a young girl, the one as stubbornly offensive as the other. She went down, feeling rather than seeing the way. They are very good people, you know.
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