“There are a few fees. ”
“So you think. “Aunt!” she said, “I can’t—”
Then she caught a wild appeal in her aunt’s blue eye, halted, and the door
clicked upon them. "It is with no small
concern," writes an anonymous historian of Newgate, "that I am obliged to
observe that the women in every ward of this prison are exceedingly worse than
the worst of the men not only in respect to their mode of living, but more
especially as to their conversation, which, to their great shame, is as profane and
wicked as hell itself can possibly be. She killed every month, twelve a year, and
was for all intents and purposes a serial killer of middle
aged men. “Dear me!” he said. Altogether, it was the most dreadful noise he had ever heard.
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