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She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary. Wood then took to his heels, and never once looked behind him till he reached his own dwelling in Wych Street. "So, the Mohocks have been at work, I perceive," remarked Quilt, as he drew near the group. I am going to take you entirely at your word. The latter had delivered himself from one of his assailants, the attendant, Davies. The office is a sight—not one sheet of paper on another; bills and receipts everywhere. All through that brief but measureless space of time during which wonder kept him silent, as fear did her, she cowered there, a limp helpless object.

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