"But I shall watch night and day about Newgate, in the hope of getting him out. ” He coughed gently. “Oh I most definitely think so. "Where are the boys?" "In the hall. "I hope not. " "Oh, dear! how I should like to see him. " "She? My God, the pity of it! She knows nothing of life. I believed that our marriage was genuine. She had looked up from her seat at the small round table in the centre of the parlour which, together with the wooden armchairs beside the small fireplace, and a sideboard next the single casement, was all the furniture the place afforded. He looked at his port wine as though that tawny ruby contained the solution of the matter.