‘And if he is dead I know not. I was supposed to do the same, but I didn’t. She said it audibly, having learned long since that an audible prayer was a concentrated one. Prison was bleak without spaciousness, and pervaded by a faint, oppressive smell; and she had to wait two hours in the sullenly defiant company of two unclean women thieves before a cell could be assigned to her.
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