" "But I'm a poor man. . ” Her eyes glinted, macabre. “Your name and address in his pocket was no delusion,” he said sharply. Her aunt went out of the room with dignity and a rustle, and up-stairs to the fastness of her own room. She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary. They were the same. "Ja, ja, Muntmeester," said the Hollander, shaking his head in reply;—"very bad —very.
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