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To-night I locked up my flat at six o’clock. A stout female stood in the aperture, an oil lamp in her hand. 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. ‘That is not your affair. She was dressed for the street very much as her own maid was accustomed to dress, and there was a thick veil attached to her hat. "I could almost forgive the wretch the injury he did me in depriving me of my poor dear wife—No, not quite that," he added, a little confused. " She showed him the locket; and he studied the face. She felt flattered. "Here is my purse; and I trust you will let me know to whom I am indebted for this important service.
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