The chair, meanwhile, with its unhappy load, was transported at a brisk pace to Newgate. But she did not listen long; she wanted to talk. Her finger-nails dug into her flesh. Part of her even believed that her mother would have wanted her to stop feeling guilty and to be happy. His heart was beating, but faintly and slowly, with ominous intermissions. Now it occurred to him that to show her the sealed letter would be a better way. Since morning he had become fanatical; the atoms of common sense no longer functioned in the accustomed groove.
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