’ ‘He doesn’t sound like a desirable parti. Dead or alive, I'll have him. He was confined in the Middle Stone Ward, a spacious apartment, with good light and air, situated over the gateway on the western side, and allotted to him, not for his own convenience, but for that of the keepers, who, if he had been placed in a gloomier or more incommodious dungeon, would have necessarily had to share it with him. ‘Pen and paper, do you have them?’ ‘Danged if I have,’ came the truculent response. Sheppard, gently, "nor do I need any. It seemed to emanate from the back of the house. Because I’m younger than you. "The door!—the door!—death!" he added, as he tried the handle, "it is locked—and I am unarmed. You may well say it's impossible! His Majesty's jail of Newgate is admirably guarded, I must say.
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