Not a word was uttered by the assemblage; but a hush of expectation reigned throughout. " "Ay, ay," cried the jailers, laughing. ” “There is no one else who has a key to your rooms?” “No one except my maid, who is away in Wiltshire. Leave me my blanket! I'm very cold at night. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. This gloom was impossible. Russell trouble, a good lot of trouble. ’ She drew a heavy breath. She gurgled. " Jack, meanwhile, was carried to Newgate. The business of serving gave Gerald a few moment’s grace, for he was dubious about the effect on an elderly female, not in the best of health, of raking up old memories.
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