"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. It opened and a nun’s head popped out. On some insane score she fancied she had to state her case in verse. She whipped round suddenly, and discovered the woman wedged into the corner by the window, keeping out of the way. “Is that not rather a profitless speculation, my friend?” He seemed deaf to her interruption. “Or I know another one who wears cologne. ‘She ought to be. " "I don't care if he is," rejoined Thames, boldly.
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