The prison gates were besieged like the entrance of a booth at a fair; and the Condemned Hold where he was confined, and to which visitors were admitted at the moderate rate of a guinea a-head, had quite the appearance of a showroom. They are rather a long way off, but you could write to them. ’ ‘Dear me. She was taken dreadfully ill on the road, with spasms and short breath, and swoonings,—worse than ever she was before. ‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship. . I know you.
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