In the northwest angle, there was a small pen for female offenders, and, on the south, a more commodious enclosure appropriated to the master-debtors and strangers. I loitered in the shop as you chatted with the butcher’s girl. ‘Besides, I don’t want the men blundering in here and frightening off our spy. His grief was so audible, that it attracted the notice of some of the bystanders, and Thames was obliged to beg him to control it. And she found herself able to do nothing of the sort. “This is all madness,” she declared wearily.
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