CHAPTER THE ELEVENTH THOUGHTS IN PRISON Part 1 The first night in prison she found it impossible to sleep. “It is very good of you to come and see me, my dear sister,” Annabel remarked, throwing herself into a low chair, and clasping her hands over her head. The chair, meanwhile, with its unhappy load, was transported at a brisk pace to Newgate. To my loving parents and brothers, and my Aunts, Gail and Barb. The shouts of indignation—the frightful yells now raised baffle description. She had called the police on them anonymously. Oh! I'm in such a fluster!" Upon which, she snatched up her fan, cast a look into the glass, smoothed down her scarf, threw a soft expression into her features, and led the way into the next room, whither she was followed by her daughter and Thames Darrell. ’ ‘Also stealing,’ added Gerald, with a gesture at the clothes on the bed. He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe.
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