‘I may have been only a secretary, but times are changing. ’ She frowned suddenly. "I can never get poor Tom's last look out of my head, as he stood in the Stone-Hall at Newgate, after his irons had been knocked off, unless I manage to stupify myself somehow. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. "Where did you pick it up?" "I believe I told you; at Yale. But he didn’t marry her. ’ The listening soldiers began to snigger behind their hands.
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