Soot was everywhere, for the lamp would not stay trimmed in the gale. “I hate you because you are the Devil! Rot in Hell!” She was shocked at her own accusation, how she had savored the words. He drew a little breath of relief. ‘Grace à vous, I am compelled to rescue myself. I see that compromise is more necessary to life than I ignorantly supposed it to be, and I have been trying to get Lord Morley’s book on that subject, but it does not appear to be available in the prison library, and the chaplain seems to regard him as an undesirable writer.
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