Only she was conscious of an
unfamiliar and wonderful emotion. "
"Would you like to have me read to you?"
He did not answer. There's
my thumb upon it. When she awoke she felt as if she were adrift on a soft
cloud through a golden sky. “Why
can’t he reason with me,” she said, again and again, “instead of doing this?”
Part 3
There presently came a phase in which she said: “I WON’T stand it even now. ‘You will not guess again?’
‘No, no, I am quite out of ideas. Hell's curses! that after all my precautions I should be thus entrapped. He smothered a laugh. Above was a spacious hall,
connected with it by a flight of stone steps, at the further end of which stood an
immense grated door, called in the slang of the place "The Jigger," through the
bars of which the felons in the upper wards were allowed to converse with their
friends, or if they wished to enter the room, or join the revellers below, they were
at liberty to do so, on payment of a small fine. He remained talking with her however.
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