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“Now, Veronica,” he pleaded, “Veronica, this is most unreasonable. "It is with no small concern," writes an anonymous historian of Newgate, "that I am obliged to observe that the women in every ward of this prison are exceedingly worse than the worst of the men not only in respect to their mode of living, but more especially as to their conversation, which, to their great shame, is as profane and wicked as hell itself can possibly be. ‘But I will tell you this, mon vieux. He confided to me that he felt trapped in his marriage, that he was being ruined by fate. Ascending the stairs, and conducting them along a sombre gallery, in which Trenchard noticed that every door was painted black, and numbered, he stopped at the entrance of a chamber; and, selecting a key from the bunch at his girdle, unlocked it. ’ ‘You should be happy that you are not dead,’ she retorted, but with a diminution of the venom and fright in her voice. The second, comprising the bulk of the jail, and by many degrees worse in point of accommodation, having several dismal and noisome wards under ground, was common both to debtors and malefactors,—an association little favourable to the morals or comforts of the former, who, if they were brought there with any notions of honesty, seldom left with untainted principles. Chapter XIII “HE WILL NOT FORGET!” The external changes in Brendon following on his alteration of fortune were sufficiently noticeable. “Oh yes,” said Miss Klegg; “I thought every one knew. . So it will be wise for Mrs. “Gellett,” he called, “just come and clear up a mess, will you? I’ve smashed some things. Then came the great day.
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