Its dreariness, like the filthiness of the police cell, was a discovery for her. " "God help me, what a muddle!" The cigar crumbled in Spurlock's hand. Stanley pronounced, and seemed to hesitate whether he had not gone too far. She packed her backpack with a change of clothes, some rags, and her old length of piano wire. "That would be certain destruction.
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