The massive door was unlocked, and they entered the cell. “She’s my wife,” the man muttered. In the chapel she sang with an open-lunged gusto that silenced Ann Veronica altogether, and in the exercising-yard slouched round with carelessly dispersed feet. He recognized the handwriting, and turned a shade paler. "I assure you, Sir, when I left him an hour ago, it was locked. H’m.
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