E. ToC
Monday, the 31st of August 1724,—a day long afterwards remembered by the
officers of Newgate,—was distinguished by an unusual influx of visitors to the
Lodge. One of those hanging moments ensued—
hypnotic. "
"Iss, Massa Ireton," replied the black. He ate
of the bread with great appetite, and having drunk as much as he chose of the
water, poured the rest on the floor. "An hour hence, I shall return with the priest," replied Jonathan, striding towards
the door. The aspect of the place, so far as he
could discern through the gloom, was strange to him; but chancing to raise his
eyes above the level of the surrounding habitations, he beheld, relieved against
the sombre sky, the tall steeple of Saint Giles's church, the precursor of the
present structure, which was not erected till some fifteen years later. Take it, I tell you.
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