Everything
in the world had changed for her. "To be
sure, it's not surprising the poor little thing should be so marked; for, when I lay
in the women-felons' ward in Newgate, where he first saw the light, or at least
such light as ever finds entrance into that gloomy place, I had nothing, whether
sleeping or waking, but halters, and gibbets, and coffins, and such like horrible
visions, for ever dancing round me! And then, you know, Sir—but, perhaps, you
don't know that little Jack was born, a month before his time, on the very day his
poor father suffered. . ‘Why, what have I said?’
‘You said to me my name. And even if that,’ she added
bitterly, ‘he must be also a person of a disposition extremely mad, that he can go
against the family. My only
love is for my poor lost son. ‘You didn’t understand
it any better than I. Hitherto you’ve seen only my easy, kindly side. All bad verse—originally the
epigram was Lang’s, I believe—is written in a state of emotion. As it was, the
mob went on alternately hooting and huzzaing as the names of Wild and
Sheppard were pronounced, while some individuals, bolder than the rest, thrust
their faces into the coach-window, and assured Jack that he should never be
taken to Tyburn. Such a mystery as you have set up. . She breathed
deeply.
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