"I can never get poor Tom's last look out of my head, as he stood in the Stone-Hall at Newgate, after his irons had been knocked off, unless I manage to stupify myself somehow. He was made welcome as McClintock's agent; but he politely declined all the proffered courtesies. Every word you utter puzzles me. . This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. Lost, stolen, or strayed, the Young Person!. "Heaven grant you may have been wrongly informed with respect to Thames!" exclaimed Winifred; "but, I beseech you, on no account to mention what you have told me to my poor father.
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