Arrived in the Hall, the prisoner's handcuffs were removed, and he was taken before the Court of King's Bench. There, hanging among Ann Veronica’s more normal clothing, was a skimpy dress of red canvas, trimmed with cheap and tawdry braid, and short—it could hardly reach below the knee. Already she missed all of her fine things, her linens and leather bound books. But you’ve got to lend me forty pounds. It was precisely two o'clock on the morning of Whit-monday, the 25th of May 1724, when the remarkable escape before detailed was completed: and, though it wanted full two hours to daybreak, the glimmer of a waning moon prevented it from being totally dark. His salvation—if there was to be any—lay in her ignorance of life.
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