You have never felt the hearts of all hardened against you; have never heard the jeer or curse from every lip; nor endured the insult and the blow from every hand. The Procession to Tyburn 462 XXXII. The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. " "I do not doubt it," returned Jack; "none but those who have experienced it can understand the miseries of imprisonment.
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