Dancing on the Wind

I am going to die, she thought. It is sunny, and the whole of London is happy and joyous because I am going to die.''

The great Marquess herself had come to enjoy the show.

''Speech! Speech!'' roared the crowd.

Polly raised her hands and the crowd fell silent.

''My lords, ladies, and gentlemen,'' said Polly from the foot of the gallows. ''Why is it that such as I who am poor and have nothing should ...