The destroying angel hurried by, shrouded in his gloomiest apparel. ’ ‘How shocking,’ Gerald returned, grinning. "I can never get poor Tom's last look out of my head, as he stood in the Stone-Hall at Newgate, after his irons had been knocked off, unless I manage to stupify myself somehow. ” “And what about this man—Mr. ” Annabel gave a little gasp.
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