CHAPTER X."BLACK MARIA.".
When we entered Newgate as "condemned criminals," we were theoretically under severe discipline, but the officers considerately allowed us a few minutes' conversation in the great hall before we marched to our cells.

We shook hands with Mr.Cattell, whom I rather contemptuously congratulated on his good fortune.

He went into the office to receive back his effects, and that was the last we saw of him.

Vanishing from sight, he vanished from mind.

During my imprisonment I scarcely ever thought of him in connexion with our case, and in writing this history I have had to tax my memory to record his insignificant _role_.
According to the "rules and regulations," all our privileges ended on our sentence.