Full twenty highwaymen blithe and bold, Rattled their chains in that dungeon old; Of all that number there 'scaped not one Who carved his name on the Newgate Stone. She had left for ever the cage, the galling leash: she was free. ‘It is all too probable that she would wish to change into lay clothing to escape recognition. To-morrow he might be sorry; but to-day, this hour! She rose, not quickly, but with a dignity which only accentuated her beauty.
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