CHAPTER THE ELEVENTH THOUGHTS IN PRISON Part 1 The first night in prison she found it impossible to sleep. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. "Where did I hear that before?" "Perhaps that first day, in the water-clock tower. good, miss. She must weigh her situation. I made her my unwilling confederate. Later Gwen’s trouble weighed so heavily on Mrs. It began as a joke. If she spoke to a policeman she did not know what would ensue. “If only Sir John were not Sir John I would ask you to come and have some supper. "I hear you plotting with your wicked associates," cried Mrs. It was—in connection with this man Hill.
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