It was as if she had come upon the beautiful marble façade of a fairy palace, was invited to enter, and behind the door—nothing. Though by no means so extensive or commodious as the modern prison, Old Newgate was a large and strongly-built pile. Her eardrums were burning with the echoes of those hideous shouts. . Some of their specimens—wonderfully selected, wonderfully got up. "Steady, old top! What are you going to do?" "The damned scoundrel!" "I told you that child was opal. " "Oh! let me die," groaned the widow. " "Then I owe my life to her?" "Positively.
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