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. I ought to have seen—” “It doesn’t matter a rap—if you’re not disposed to resent the—the way I behaved. But her words were not addressed to Melusine. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt. “Is that so? Who says?” He demanded, his eyebrows arching as he looked at her with puerile glee.
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