'I could get you a bit, miss, for nothing, if you'd like ?' She hastily repudiated any such wish, all the more from a curious creeping feeling that the condemned wretch's destiny was becoming interwoven with her own; and having engaged a room for the night, sat down to think.
Up to this time she had formed but the vaguest notions about her means of obtaining access to the prison.

The words of the cunning-man returned to her mind.

He had implied that she should use her beauty, impaired though it was, as a pass-key.

In her inexperience she knew little about jail functionaries; she had heard of a high-sheriff and an under-sheriff; but dimly only.

She knew, however, that there must be a hangman, and to the hangman she determined to apply..