“I would have given up anything to
see you your old self again—as you are this evening. Anna was having tea by herself when she entered. Slowly descending Snow Hill, the train passed on its way, attended by the same
stunning vociferations, cheers, yells, and outcries, which had accompanied it on
starting from Newgate. Her new husband was pleased to watch the astonished
look on her face as tray after tray appeared on the grand
table, each better than the next. On this side was a razor with
which a son had murdered his father; the blade notched, the haft crusted with
blood: on that, a bar of iron, bent, and partly broken, with which a husband had
beaten out his wife's brains. The skipper obeyed, and in another moment, they swept through
the narrow lock.
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