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At last, after a long rumbling journey in a stuffy windowless van, she reached Canongate Prison—for Holloway had its quota already. Now there is none. In her little sitting-room she turned on the electric light and looked around half fearfully. “Annabel! Why, what on earth have you been doing to yourself, child?” she exclaimed. “Umph!” he said, and regarded his letter doubtfully before consigning it to the pillar-box. ‘Well said, my dear.
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