The bed was hard beyond any experience of hers, the bed-clothes coarse and insufficient, the cell at once cold and stuffy. It was John Diedermayer, who had been transformed into a young scholar with a large pair of wire-rimmed eyeglasses on. Probably something he had eaten. She cried out with the pain of it. The Higher Life and the Lower. Then a hansom drove up, and his heart gave a great leap. 1.
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