Few men could have done as much. ‘She wormed it out of me, the little fiend. But I'll not believe it of you. The bleach had ruined it, with
yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that
cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray. The
south or principal front, looking, down the Old Bailey, and not upon it, as is the
case of the present structure, with its massive walls of roughened freestone,—in
some places darkened by the smoke, in others blanched, by exposure to the
weather,—its heavy projecting cornice, its unglazed doubly-grated windows, its
gloomy porch decorated with fetters, and defended by an enormous iron door,
had a stern and striking effect. Miss Stanley reflected on this proposal for a moment.
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