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The water was cold but she waded deeper. At the gate opening upon the road leading to Dollis Hill were stationed William Morgan and John Dump. The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring. ‘There was a priest, the father confessor, you understand. ” He stood before her, his hat in his hand, his head bent, his voice lowered to a convenient pitch. “Julian! I was worried that. " "I do not doubt it," returned Jack; "none but those who have experienced it can understand the miseries of imprisonment.
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