’ ‘Exactly so. I'll have a peep at him, if I die for it," she muttered, as she went out. "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. If only—Anna, tell me,” she broke off suddenly, “how did you get to know Mr. Sheppard is one, no doubt," observed Mrs. III. Through this confusion the carpenter struggled on;—now ascending, now descending the different mountains of rubbish that beset his path, at the imminent peril of his life and limbs, until he arrived in Fleet Street.
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