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. This gate, called Newgate, "as being latelier builded than the rest," continued, for upwards of three hundred years, to be used as a place of imprisonment for felons and trespassers; at the end of which time, having grown old, ruinous, and "horribly loathsome," it was rebuilt and enlarged by the executors of the renowned Sir Richard Whittington, the Lord Mayor of London: whence it afterwards obtained amongst a certain class of students, whose examinations were conducted with some strictness at the Old Bailey, and their highest degrees taken at Hyde-park-corner, the appellation of Whittington's College, or, more briefly, the Whit. Do you know that this becomes a habit?” “If you would only teach us all,” he murmured, “how to acquire it. "Don't weep, my love," replied the lady, straining him still more closely to her. Though he walked by the side of the governor, he seldom exchanged a word with him, but appeared wholly absorbed in the contemplations inspired by a broadbowled Dutch pipe. "I'll need a job when I quit this bed. “Will you come this way,” she said, “into the drawing-room? There is no one there just now. “There are two things to be done,” he said softly to himself. There lay upon this stand a book bound in limp black leather—the Holy Bible. Walking to the station with him.
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