Prison was bleak without spaciousness, and pervaded by a faint, oppressive smell; and she had to wait two hours in the sullenly defiant company of two unclean women thieves before a cell could be assigned to her. She worried for her father in Mantua, 28 hoping that he was still alive. The address was of course her destination, thousands of miles away, an infinitesimal spot in a terrifying space. He returned the locket without comment. He climbed on top of her, pressing her into the couch cushions, the gown billowing around them like a cotton candy parachute. “We were afraid that you had deserted us for good, Mr.
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