was delighted for Wemmick, but I could not stop worrying about Magwitch.
He had been so badly injured that he was moved to the prison hospital,
where I visited him every day. I read to him, and talked to him, and did
everything I could to make him comfortable. But day by day I watched him
becoming weaker, although he never complained. To the prison guards he
was a dangerous criminal, but to me he was an unfortunate man, who had
at least some goodness in him. I could not leave him now.
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