"Allow me to assist you, Sir James," said Hogarth. He fell back upon the pillows with a little moan, clutching the slim white fingers fiercely. Old Newgate was divided into three separate prisons,—the Master's Side, the Common Side, and the Press Yard. To-night she could have hugged both the old maids. His wife's portrait had been removed from the walls, and the place it had occupied was only to be known by the cord by which it had been suspended. ‘If it is that your men there are going to arrest us, then why do they not do so?’ ‘Left to myself, I’d let them,’ he replied grimly. It wouldn’t be you. There was no reason why she shouldn’t be his restrained and dignified friend.
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