At six o'clock, the wicket was shut; and at nine, the jail was altogether locked up. Aside from some loose coin and a trunk key, there was nothing in the pockets: no mail, no letter of credit, not even a tailor's label. Sepulchre's should pronounce a solemn exhortation upon every criminal on his way to Tyburn, for which office he was to receive a small stipend. There was none. " "Well, it's mighty fine of you to break your journey in this fashion—for someone you don't know, a passer-by. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket.
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