For all the enervating heat, he applied himself vigorously to his tasks. "My little fancy man's quite as fond of me as of you, Bess. When her shock and the headache subsided, and she remembered that she had been reading the letter when Gosse had accosted her, she looked for it in vain. A few yards further off something grey, inert, was lying, a huddled-up heap of humanity twisted into a strange unnatural shape. PITT, the keeper of Newgate. We needn’t try and give ourselves airs. She was practically an outcast, she had not even the ghost of a plan as to her future, and she had something less than five pounds in her pocket. But in this posture he fared worse than ever. So many distresses— so many joys coming at the same time are too much for me.
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