At least here she was safe. I am safe while I am there, for I have had bolts fitted everywhere, and a pane of glass in the front door. I like high tone for a flourish and stars and ideas; but I want my things. My destiny, I am afraid, is going to lead me into the ruts. ToC Monday, the 31st of August 1724,—a day long afterwards remembered by the officers of Newgate,—was distinguished by an unusual influx of visitors to the Lodge.
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