"To be
sure, it's not surprising the poor little thing should be so marked; for, when I lay
in the women-felons' ward in Newgate, where he first saw the light, or at least
such light as ever finds entrance into that gloomy place, I had nothing, whether
sleeping or waking, but halters, and gibbets, and coffins, and such like horrible
visions, for ever dancing round me! And then, you know, Sir—but, perhaps, you
don't know that little Jack was born, a month before his time, on the very day his
poor father suffered. A lovely, fetching girl. You are too kind. She marvelled at his apparent imperviousness to the heat. Her teeth were chattering so hard that
she had to clench them for fear of biting off her own
tongue. From a bi-secting street came shouting and
music. But it wasn’t the harassment that bothered her. That he had resolved
upon its execution, whatever it might be, was evident from his saying aloud,—
"I will do it. To get behind that impenetrable curtain, to learn why she hated her
island. She packed her
backpack with a change of clothes, some rags, and her old
length of piano wire.
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