The time was the 26th of November, 1703: the place, the Mint in
Southwark. . Treasure caves to
explore!
All through these trying days she had recurrently wondered what this strange
young man would have to say that Dickens and Hugo had not already said. “Of course, I remember now. It was not necessary to appease the wrath of human society; it was
necessary only to appease that of God for the broken Commandment. "To be
sure, it's not surprising the poor little thing should be so marked; for, when I lay
in the women-felons' ward in Newgate, where he first saw the light, or at least
such light as ever finds entrance into that gloomy place, I had nothing, whether
sleeping or waking, but halters, and gibbets, and coffins, and such like horrible
visions, for ever dancing round me! And then, you know, Sir—but, perhaps, you
don't know that little Jack was born, a month before his time, on the very day his
poor father suffered. “Go on!” she commanded. ‘Think I’m fool enough to do my business in a convent?’ he said scornfully.
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