She liked the high, easy swing of the thing over its big wheels, the quick clatter-patter of the horse, the passage of the teeming streets. They went on talking in the train—it seemed to her father a slight want of deference to him—and he listened and pretended to read the Times. The only difference between the officers of Newgate and their brethren was, that they had enormous bunches of keys at their girdles, while the latter had left their keys at home. In the midst of this light stood a young woman. She was good to me for the two years I stayed with her, she had a nice apartment in Galveston.
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