The cage at Willesden was, and is—for it is still standing—a small round
building about eight feet high, with a pointed tiled roof, to which a number of
boards, inscribed with the names of the parish officers, and charged with a
multitude of admonitory notices to vagrants and other disorderly persons, are
attached. Michelle and her
father sat in the audience, Diane having chosen to stay
home to prepare dinner. How was I to know what would
happen? He always said if he couldn’t get you a dowry, you could take the veil. There was a pint of champagne and a quart of mineral water (both taboo) at his
elbow. Then came the cable
that you were in Canton, ill, but not dangerously so. Perhaps you'll
call that charity: I call it defeating the ends of justice.
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