” “I’m so glad you’ll go. "Whose grave is this?" he inquired of a man who was standing near it. Some years ago, in 1715, just before the Rebellion, I was rash enough to league myself with the Jacobite party, and by Wild's machinations got clapped into Newgate, whence I was glad to escape with my head upon my shoulders. For a time they were very difficult. The gallant woollen-draper was now in his thirty-sixth year. I'll write an opera the scene of which shall be laid altogether in Newgate, and the principal character shall be a highmaywan. ’ Still the girl said nothing. " "I might have been able to do that if you hadn't told me … she cared.
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