As soon as he could be moved with safety, Jonathan had himself transported to
Newgate, where he was carried into the Middle Ward, that he might feast his
eyes upon his victim. On an
empty cask, which served him for a chair, and opposite Jack Sheppard, whose
rapid progress in depravity afforded him the highest satisfaction, sat Blueskin,
encouraging the two women in their odious task, and plying his victim with the
glass as often as he deemed it expedient to do so. These realizations rushed into Ann Veronica’s mind and
hardened her heart against him. “And, after all, I am
just one common person!”
She watched the throb of the arteries in the stem of her neck, and put her hand
at last gently and almost timidly to where her heart beat beneath her breast. She left for good after he fell
asleep. But she
perceived that to tell Manning of her Ramage adventures as they had happened
would be like tarring figures upon a water-color. Wood became sensible that he was not
alone. . . “Sydney is quite right, Miss Pellissier,” he said. While he was thus musing, two horsemen rode
past him; and, proceeding to a little distance, stopped likewise. In a little while—to-morrow—all
these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was
yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster.
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