” He did not appear to require any answer to his question. There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau. Do you know whoso portrait this is?" "I do not," replied Thames, repressing his tears, "but I believe it to be the portrait of my father. He glanced downwards at the impetuous torrent, which he could perceive shooting past him with lightning swiftness in the gloom. "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. ” “I mean—” “I behaved like an idiot, that’s all. ” “May I put you in a hansom?” he asked, lifting his stick. I struck him across the face, jumped out and went back by train to Paris. “I do not understand.
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