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” “I was turned shortly after the Pestilence, the plague that they call the Black Death. “Lucy, I have to talk to you. ‘What a fate he finds for me. " 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 won’t go home,” she said; “I won’t!” and she evaded the clutch of the fatherly policeman and tried to thrust herself past him in the direction of that big portal. " "I don't care if he is," rejoined Thames, boldly.
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