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ToC Monday, the 31st of August 1724,—a day long afterwards remembered by the officers of Newgate,—was distinguished by an unusual influx of visitors to the Lodge. She stole the opportunity to peer at his departing figure from the closed curtains of the front room window, his shoulders slumped forward, his posture and his ego slightly deflated. " "Jack," replied Thames, greatly moved, "I wish I could devise any means of brightening your own dark prospects. In some things, in many things, you must trust to your elders, to those who know more of life than you do. The shouts, yells, and groans which they uttered, and which were echoed by the concourse in the rear, were perfectly frightful. He became really companionable, discussed the new story he had in mind, and asked some questions about colour. The prison was two stories high, with a flat roof surmounted by a gilt vane fashioned like a key; and, possessing considerable internal accommodation, it had, in its day, lodged some thousands of disorderly personages. ‘Soi-disant? Then he is not Valade?’ ‘How can I know?’ she countered crossly.
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