A faint gleam of returning colour gave her at once a more natural appearance. "From that door," continued the thief-taker, pointing to the gloomy portal of the prison opposite which they were standing, "the condemned are taken to Tyburn. The old woman told him she had no such article to dispose of, but recommended him to a neighbouring blacksmith. "You!" cried Jack, scornfully. I suppose the phrase—the word—originally meant a man who searched for food on the beach. "I told you the prison wasn't built that could hold me," cried Jack. Inside was Anna, leaning a little forward to watch the passers-by, bright-eyed, full to the brim of the insatiable curiosity of youth—the desire to understand and appreciate this new world in which she found herself.
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