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When Claude Du Val was in Newgate thrown,
He carved his name on the dungeon stone;
Quoth a dubsman, who gazed on the shattered wall,
"You have carved your epitaph, Claude Du Val,
With your chisel so fine, tra la!"
"This S wants a little deepening," mused the apprentice, retouching the letter in
question; "ay, that's better. I do not desire to
extenuate my guilt—far less to defend it; but I would show you, and such as you
—who, happily, are exempted from trials like mine—how much misery has to do
with crime. And it’s gorgeous!”
“Glorious!” said Ann Veronica. "Here we part,—perhaps
for ever. The young man did not
know what he was doing or where he was.
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