"
"Not unless your skull's bullet-proof," cried a voice at his elbow; and, as the
words were uttered, a pistol was snapped at his head, which,—fortunately or
unfortunately, as the reader pleases,—only burnt the priming. . In the adjacent apartment Ann Veronica found a middle-aged woman with a
tired face under the tired hat she wore, sitting at a desk opening letters while a
dusky, untidy girl of eight-or nine-and-twenty hammered industriously at a
typewriter. Here the prisoners took
exercise; and a quaint, but striking picture has been left of their appearance when
so engaged, by the author of the English Rogue. His interest was divided: while his ears drank
in the sounds, his glance constantly roved from Ruth to the performer and back
to Ruth. You don’t want to
look like Bozo. I have never in my life been so much
puzzled by any one as by your sister. He was and always would be dramatizing his
emotions; perpetually he would be confounding his actual with his imaginary
self. Then to
the Golden Ball, in the same street.
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