A post-chaise seen in the road first
alarmed us. "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. "He was hanged that left his drink behind, you know, master," rejoined
Sheppard. Bête, she told herself fiercely. “I think,” began Ann Veronica, “that you don’t realize—”
He disregarded her entirely. Don't worry about me. The sun was all
but gone now, the horizon a deep shade of purple.
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