Ann Veronica sat back in an attitude of inattention, her eyes on
a distant game of cricket, her mind perplexed and busy. A sense of
impending disaster was upon him. The windows
were grated, the doors barred; each room had the name as well as the appearance
of a cell; and the very porter who stood at the gate, habited like a jailer, with his
huge bunch of keys at his girdle, his forbidding countenance and surly
demeanour seemed to be borrowed from Newgate. “It’s a
matter of feeling with me. "I'm come to say good bye to you,
and to assure you of my safety before I leave this place. But there are ways to learn
more than a nun would teach. In the general survey of the prison, taken in the preceding chapter, but little was
said of the Lodge. I am going to help take care of him," said Ruth, quite ordinarily, as though
taking care of unknown derelicts was an ordinary event in her life. But, after all, what does that matter? He is very much taken with me.
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