CHAPTER THE ELEVENTH
THOUGHTS IN PRISON
Part 1
The first night in prison she found it impossible to sleep. "Don't mention it," returned Wood, in the conciliatory tone of one who admits he
has been in the wrong; "your explanation is perfectly satisfactory. If you met her you would, I am certain, think
her as fine as I do. Part 3
At last the evening was over, and Capes and his wife had gone down to see
Mr. "
Mr. Sheppard, distractedly. A
disagreeable young man, with red hair and a loose mouth, seated at the reporter’s
table, was only too manifestly sketching her. “You were talking to that fellow Ramage to-day—in the Avenue. But it was almost choked up with fallen stacks of
chimneys, broken beams of timber, and shattered tiles. No other white people within twenty miles.
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