But, it can't be helped. So, at least, thought one of two persons who were seated together in a small back-parlour of the house at Dollis Hill. She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. Then Anna spoke more seriously than usual. If you assume the character of a debtor for your own convenience, you must be content to maintain it for ours.
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