The practice has been common for thousands of years. It may be treacherous, it may lay up a store of future woe; but it insures present happiness, and that is sufficient. Nothing seemed to be amiss. Anna, my love, you cannot have forgotten so soon. “You have dyed your hair and darkened your eyebrows. A jar of pink roses upon a tiny table seemed to gain an extra delicacy of colour from the sombre curtains behind. Above this revolting spot was the female debtor's ward; below it a gloomy cell, called Tangier; and, lower still, the Stone Hold, a most terrible and noisome dungeon, situated underground, and unvisited by a single ray of daylight. The stench is everywhere.
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