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They were Jonathan Wild and Quilt Arnold. Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon. Unlocking several doors, he came to a dark vault, that would have rivalled the gloomiest cell in Newgate, into which he thrust Thames, and fastened the door. I have neither father, mother, brother, sister, nor husband—I have only him. No one was allowed to pass along Newgate Street, which was barricaded and protected by a strong constabulary force.
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