"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. At times he was brilliant and masterful, talked round and over
every one, and would have been domineering if he had not been extraordinarily
kindly; at times he was almost monosyllabic, and defeated Miss Garvice’s most
skilful attempts to draw him out. I undid his coat, and I
took it from his pocket. "
"Where's Mr. "
"Do not go with him, Jack!" shrieked his mother. “If you attempted such a thing it
would be in order that I should smack you hard with the palm of my hand upon
the cheek. She walked straight across to the wardrobe and opened it. "He acts queerly, too. There are no funerals among the poor, only
burials. Its very
calmness was frightful.
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