"I can't say I do," replied Wood. She had been obliged to wait all morning for the opportunity
to talk to Martha, who chose always to retire to her cell for the period of
recreation that preceded afternoon prayers. Lady Palsworthy was the widow of
a knight who had won his spurs in the wholesale coal trade, she was of good
seventeenth-century attorney blood, a county family, and distantly related to
Aunt Mollie’s deceased curate. Originally built, as its name imports, in a cylindrical form, like a
modern Martello tower, it had undergone, from time to time, so many alterations,
that its symmetry was, in a great measure, destroyed. Prison was bleak without spaciousness, and pervaded by a
faint, oppressive smell; and she had to wait two hours in the sullenly defiant
company of two unclean women thieves before a cell could be assigned to her. But God did
not put you next door. Sheppard! when I see her thus, and think of all she has
endured, of all she may yet have to endure, I could almost pray for her release
from trouble. But they been good to me, they have, sir. ‘Aye, miss, like a shadow.
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