Once over the iron spikes, Bess exhibited no reluctance to be let down on the other side of the wall. Each one had been different from the others, each had had a quality all its own, a distinctive freshness, a distinctive beauty. In the northwest angle, there was a small pen for female offenders, and, on the south, a more commodious enclosure appropriated to the master-debtors and strangers.
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