It had been his fevered imagination that had endued the garment with some extraordinary value. So frightful, indeed, were the ravages of this malady, to which debtors and felons were alike exposed, that its miserable victims were frequently carried out by cart-loads, and thrown into a pit in the burial-ground of Christ-church, without ceremony. The sky beyond was a surreal color of pink that reminded her of the windows she had once been entranced by at the castle chapel, their leaden lines depicting old religious stories and sufferings. ‘You know about that?’ ‘It was the only possible deduction. I've foiled him hitherto, and will foil him yet. You must know, Sir, when he was a lad, the day after he broke into his master's house in Wych Street, he picked a gentleman's pocket in our church, during sarvice time,—that he did, the heathen. Luckily, she was bereft of consciousness, and was thus spared the additional misery of witnessing what afterwards befell him. " Here the chapmen set up another boisterous peal. “Or I wouldn’t have said anything about it.
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