‘Ah, there is the little menace itself,’ he drawled, recovering some of his own sangfroid. " "It's Jonathan Wild," returned the widow, endeavouring to alarm him. I don't care how lonesome it is. Marvel, then, took two iron weights, each of a hundred pounds, and placed them in the press. Everybody breathed a collective sigh of relief in the neighborhood, no one wanted to see how those kids would grow up. Though by no means so extensive or commodious as the modern prison, Old Newgate was a large and strongly-built pile.
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