He wondered if these abnormal mental activities
presaged illness. “Read this, John. A man, then, rushed up the entry, and, seizing the unlucky carpenter by the
collar, presented a drawn sword to his throat. Wood, was
pronounced by that lady to be very much sprained; and she, forthwith, proceeded
to bathe it with a reddish-coloured lotion. The first of
these, the Press Room, a dark close chamber, near Waterman's Hall, obtained its
name from an immense wooden machine kept in it, with which such prisoners as
refused to plead to their indictments were pressed to death—a species of
inquisitorial torture not discontinued until so lately as the early part of the reign
of George the Third, when it was abolished by an express statute. Had he been sick in the mind when he had done this damnable thing? It did not
seem possible, for he could recall clearly all he had said and done; there were no
blank spaces to give him one straw of excuse. . Because of the thought of love and companionship? No.
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