At last, after a long rumbling journey in a stuffy windowless van, she reached Canongate Prison—for Holloway had its quota already. "You read it, Ruth. “I’ve got—I have to tell you this to make myself clear—a streak of ardent animal in my composition. Wild," observed Austin, as he put on his coat, and adjusted his minor bob. I shall make no defence. From long experience with both races he had acquired definitions, but none snugly applied to this girl. As absurd as that you take this interest in my affairs. He jumps the words out of your mouth; he takes hold of what you have to say before you have had time to express it properly. ‘Ah, well, we’ll check the back and then go home.
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