Shotbolt, the head turnkey of Clerkenwell Prison, and Mr. Ruth could tell the doctor; she could bare many of her innermost thoughts to that kindly man; but there was an inexplicable reserve before this young man whom she still endued with the melancholy charm of Sydney Carton. She was very greatly exercised by the two systems of values—the two series of explanations that her comparative anatomy on the one hand and her sense of beauty on the other, set going in her thoughts. His legs were dreadfully swelled; his hands bruised; and his fetters occasioned him intolerable pain.
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