I
know how bad it feels. Taking his way along East
Smithfield, mounting Little Tower-hill, and threading the Minories and
Hounsditch, he arrived without accident or molestation, at Moorfields. I’ve no name for it yet. ”
“No. Sometimes—a lonely forlorn child—she had gone
to him and put her arms around his neck. Built and paved with stone, without beds, or any other sort
of protection from the cold, this dreadful hole, accounted the most dark and
dismal in the prison, was made the receptacle of such miserable wretches as
could not pay the customary fees. Anyhow, there it is: YOU
ARE NOT GOING THERE. But heavens, I must pack!”
She sprang to her feet and disappeared in the room beyond, from which she
emerged a few minutes later with flushed cheeks and dishevelled hair.
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