She mounted the stairs of the theatrical agent’s office with very much less than her usual buoyancy, nor did she find much encouragement in the general appearance of the room into which she was shown. At last, after a long rumbling journey in a stuffy windowless van, she reached Canongate Prison—for Holloway had its quota already. "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. For some time after he was locked up in this prison Jack continued in a very dejected state. “Lucy! Where is my daughter? Where have you. He was not able to recognize, as the doctor did, that she was only a natural woman. But to draw the attention of the milice, no, that is not at all desirable. You could not have aided and assisted us more effectively by trying to drown yourself in the sea.
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