CHAPTER THE ELEVENTH THOUGHTS IN PRISON Part 1 The first night in prison she found it impossible to sleep. She was ushered into the back of the squad car. " "This is folly," cried Jack, controlling himself by a powerful effort. ‘Thanks to him, Hilary and I nearly had our heads blown off. Next moment, she had shut the bookshelf panel upon him. He was way out of her league and it was downright odd that he had obliged himself to talk to her, let alone walk her home. No matter. She looked steadfastly out. ’ She shook her head. He threw up his hand, reeled for a moment on his feet, and collapsed upon the floor. The chief scene of these disgusting orgies,—the cellar, just referred to,—was a large low-roofed vault, about four feet below the level of the street, perfectly dark, unless when illumined by a roaring fire, and candles stuck in pyramidal lumps of clay, with a range of butts and barrels at one end, and benches and tables at the other, where the prisoners, debtors, and malefactors male and female, assembled as long as their money lasted, and consumed the time in drinking, smoking, and gaming with cards and dice. ‘For once, you’re talking like a sensible man.
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