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It was a sort of cooking-room, with an immense fire-place flanked by a couple of cauldrons, and was called Jack Ketch's Kitchen, because the quarters of persons executed for treason were there boiled by the hangman in oil, pitch, and tar, before they were affixed on the city gates, or on London Bridge. His heart was beating, but faintly and slowly, with ominous intermissions. She felt a hysterical desire to strike him, to burst out crying, to blurt out the whole miserable truth.

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