She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. Anna thrust hers into her pocket unopened, and for the first time left the house without a smile upon her face. There was only one prisoner in the ward.
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