"
To bring down this imperfect sketch of Newgate to the present time, it may be
mentioned, that, being found inadequate to the purpose required, the old jail was
pulled down in 1770. “Yes. And
now you know. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated. She munched her bland Whopper as he wolfed three
in a row, stuffing his mouth with half a dozen French
fries at a time. It has all been a mistake. ‘Certainly, if I was a nun, I
know of many good names. Do not waste time in vain
regrets, but let us remove the body, that we may fulfil her last injunctions. ‘Tell me what you know of Miss Charvill?’ he ordered severely. "Come to my arms,
Thames! Oh! dear! Oh! dear!"
To repeat the questions and congratulations which now ensued, or describe the
extravagant joy of the carpenter, who, after he had hugged his adopted son to his
breast with such warmth as almost to squeeze the breath from his body, capered
around the room, threw his wig into the empty fire-grate, and committed various
other fantastic actions, in order to get rid of his superfluous satisfaction—to
describe the scarcely less extravagant raptures of his spouse, or the more
subdued, but not less heartfelt delight of Winifred, would be a needless task, as it
must occur to every one's imagination.
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