‘Lucky I have you to keep me
from Bedlam, then. So I come suppliant. Over the chimney-piece was pasted a handbill, purporting to be "The last Dying
Speech and Confession of TOM SHEPPARD, the Notorious Housebreaker, who
suffered at Tyburn on the 25th of February, 1703. The little room was fragrant with flowers,
Anna herself bright, and with all the evidences of well being. Casting a hasty glance at the old and ruinous prison belonging
to the liberty of the Bishop of Winchester (whose palace formerly adjoined the
river), called the Clink, which gave its name to the street, along which he
walked: and noticing, with some uneasiness, the melancholy manner in which
the wind whistled through its barred casements, the carpenter followed his
companion down an opening to the right, and presently arrived at the water-side. Over here, there was
generally some unusual twist to a case. Not that he
deliberately courted danger; it was rather the searcher, seeking analysis, the why
and wherefore of this or that invading emotion. There's the grand laced coat he wore at his trial,
which I intend for my wedding-dress. But I tell you in return, I shall take no pains to hide
myself. You have a daughter, no? Madame Ibstock, I
think.
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