The present divinity of the cellar was a comely middle-aged dame, almost as stout, and quite as shrill-voiced, as the Billingsgate fish-wives above-mentioned, Mrs. She began to tremble violently. “I do mean that,” she declared. William Kneebone was a woollen-draper of "credit and renown," whose place of business was held at the sign of the Angel (for, in those days, every shop had its sign), opposite Saint Clement's church in the Strand. At length, at the end of a passage, next to the cell where Mrs. No prisoner except Edgeworth Bess was placed in the same cell with him.
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