“I can talk to you and you to me without a scrap of effort,” said Capes; “that’s the essence of it. ” She shook her head. She tried surreptitiously to reach her own dagger, in its cunning hiding place in her petticoat. Without the inclosure were reared several lofty gibbets, with their ghastly burthens. The prison gates were besieged like the entrance of a booth at a fair; and the Condemned Hold where he was confined, and to which visitors were admitted at the moderate rate of a guinea a-head, had quite the appearance of a showroom.
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