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 is impossible for me to express the horrors of a disconsolate mind.

Here the wretches triumphed over me. What! said they, is Mrs Flanders come to Newgate; what, Mrs Mary, and after plain Moll Flanders. But I was forced to content myself with this piece of Newgate poetry.

If I swing by this string, I shall hear the* bell ring. And there’s an end of poor Moll.

Here I got into blessed acquaintance, whose company soon made me as hardened as themselves; where to my amazement, I beheld among them my former Lancashire husband, and whose misfortunes he placed upon my account. Here my old tutoress had done what she could for me to make up the matter with my persecutors; for she endeavoured, tho’ to no purpose, to hinder the jury from finding the bill of indictment against me. At the session I had pleaded not guilty, but was found


 * St. Sepulchre’s