Your purposes are defeated. The terrors and anxieties of the last few months seemed to have fallen from her, to have passed away like an ugly dream, dismissed with a shudder even from the memory. Purney, the present ordinary of Newgate. I stole away and walked to the railway station. Here they remained till midnight when, calling for their reckoning and their steeds, they left the house. Prison was bleak without spaciousness, and pervaded by a faint, oppressive smell; and she had to wait two hours in the sullenly defiant company of two unclean women thieves before a cell could be assigned to her. But such was the violence of his grief,—such the compunction he exhibited, that all but one looked on with an eye of compassion. She put out her hands to avoid his embrace.
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