“Muck-headed moral ass! I ought to have done anything. There he sat as before, with the heavy fetters on his limbs, and beside him sat his three companions, who had since expiated their offences on the gibbet. She was trying by some wonderful, secret, and motionless gymnastics to restrain her tears. "I used to cry myself to sleep, Hoddy, I was so forlorn and lonely. Pitt, the then governor of Newgate. Her cheeks were the colour of chalk, her eyes were filled with terror. The poor wretch, driven by desperation to the commission of a crime which her soul abhors, is no more beyond the hope of reformation than she is without the pale of mercy.
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