I came to London to look for you, and somehow the figure I saw in my dreams had got mixed up with you. Particularly when it was obvious the fellow was one of these pitiful wretches weak enough to allow themselves to be ousted from their inheritances and thus obliged to come seeking succour of their neighbours. Just as he had succeeded in fixing his attention, it was again shaken, and he was almost unnerved by the sight of Mr. But, suppose I've no place to lock 'em up in, how then?" Quilt looked a little perplexed. The first of these, the Press Room, a dark close chamber, near Waterman's Hall, obtained its name from an immense wooden machine kept in it, with which such prisoners as refused to plead to their indictments were pressed to death—a species of inquisitorial torture not discontinued until so lately as the early part of the reign of George the Third, when it was abolished by an express statute. On the groundfloor the shutters were closed, or, to speak more correctly, altogether nailed up, and presented a very singular appearance, being patched all over with the soles of old shoes, rusty hobnails, and bits of iron hoops, the ingenious device of the former occupant of the apartment, Paul Groves, the cobbler, to whom we have before alluded. In some instances she tantalizes the victim for years and mocks him in the end. There were three exit doors.
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