" Carefully depositing Winifred on a sofa, Jack then extinguished the light, and, as he unfastened the door, crept behind it. Though by no means so extensive or commodious as the modern prison, Old Newgate was a large and strongly-built pile. I didn’t think—I don’t know what I thought. "Perhaps," replied Wood, doubtfully. “Wonderful man!” said Ann Veronica, reassured, and stroking his cheek with her finger. ‘Damnation! Too late.
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