She hung about his chair, followed him to the door, touched his sleeve timidly, all the while striving to pronounce the words which refused to rise to her tongue. Having now fairly got out of Newgate for the second time, with a heart throbbing with exultation, he hastened to make good his escape. Their conversation became stilted. She could not go to him with a preachment against strong drink; she knew from experience that such a plan would be wasted effort. The area in front of the jail was completely filled.
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