 It was infamous, a destination of last resort for outlaws condemned to be hanged, convicted murderers and sodomites, reprobates and traitors who had dishonored their parole. It smelled awful. The room was empty except for a stone-walled chamber pot. The plank wooden floor was strewn with straw. In the twilight from the high little window, the prisoners searched the four corners in vain for a chair to sit or a pallet to lie upon.