The agony on the sands now ceased to puzzle her. "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. ‘You imbecile. Who but you would have dreamed of giving the boy such a name? Why, it's the name of a river, not a Christian. Anna crossed the street, and letting herself in at No. "Fold it … under the pillow. Her hair and voice and figure are as yours used to be.
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