CHAPTER THE ELEVENTH THOUGHTS IN PRISON Part 1 The first night in prison she found it impossible to sleep. "Do you call neglecting your work, and singing flash songs nothing? Zounds! you incorrigible rascal, many a master would have taken you before a magistrate, and prayed for your solitary confinement in Bridewell for the least of these offences. ” “Bit starchy,” said Ann Veronica, and altered the key abruptly. I want you. She will die if she knows I have a gun. And now, a fair exchange, Sir. I went at last when I had barely a shilling in my purse to a dramatic agent. Here she would find candy awaiting her, bits of ribbon, books. I know something about men.
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