A hazy face appeared through the fog of sleep, pale and thin and looming. “I mean to go to prison directly the session is over,” said Miss Klegg. Her eyes were soft and grave, and there was the faintest of smiles upon her resolute lips. (“No, no. ” He took them from her and read them. “You know that I have always hated this!” She 264 looked down at Michelle’s pitifully bloody head, her body barely hanging on to its breath.
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