“The first person you love, Ann Veronica, is yourself—get hold of that! The
soul you have to save is Ann Veronica’s soul. The delight of the turnkeys was beyond all
bounds; but poor Mrs. However this may be, such was the ill report of the place that few passed
along the Old Bailey without bestowing a glance of fearful curiosity at its dingy
walls, and wondering what was going on inside them; while fewer still, of those
who paused at the door, read, without some internal trepidation, the formidable
name—inscribed in large letters on its bright brass-plate—of JONATHAN
WILD. It was bare of any furnishings. “If one was free,” she said,
“one could go to him. I want to put myself into your hands. But
she had spent nearly half of it, and had no conception of how such a sum could
be made good again.
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