"You are afraid that I should escape?"
"Oh, no—no! No woman ever yet escaped from Newgate, and I don't think any man ever will again."
"Perhaps not. For my part, I care not how many men escape, so that you take good care Sweeney Todd does not."
"You may make yourself easy upon that score."
"Good—then when I get my clothes here, I will make a full confession of all I know, regarding Todd's crimes."
"And your own?"
"Yes, if you like. And my own. Be it so. But mark me, I will have no pettifogging, prying, canting parsons in the cell. If you bring your chaplain here I am mute."
"Very well, I will say as much. Of course, if you are inclined to make a confession, you can make it to whom you please."
"I should presume so."
With this, the Governor left Mrs. Lovett, and she commenced again her uneasy pacing of the cell. In about two hours, a large box was brought to her with nearly the whole of her clothes from her house in Bell Yard. She selected a dress, with a number of heavy flounces, and put it on, appearing to be much better satisfied than she had been.