“Where
would you like to go? Are you hungry?”
“No. Glancing at the finger-post over the cage, which has been described as
situated at the outskirts of the village, and seeing no directions to Dollis Hill, he
made fresh inquiries as to where it lay, from an elderly man, who was standing
with another countryman near the little prison. “Does he live here?” he asked her presently. But her great-aunt was
nodding, as if this was what she had expected. . There was the world besides, looming
darker and larger. Her aunt did not object to capital punishment or war, or the industrial system
or casual wards, or flogging of criminals or the Congo Free State, because none
of these things really got hold of her imagination; but she did object, she did not
like, she could not bear to think of people not having and enjoying their meals. Even the love of a
mother does not sway him. “Do I understand you then to refuse my offer?” he asked Anna. Meanwhile, the clergyman, bare-headed and in his surplice, advanced to meet
them.
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