" The head turnkey, in all probability, would have obeyed. ” Annabel pulled down her veil to hide the tears. They joined the rabble of aspiring James Deans in torn jeans and bomber jackets and girls with Clairol black hair smoking clove cigarettes. "Why can't I?" "You will be compromised. The smile had become a laugh. As matters now stand, I'm only a thief, not a blackguard. “Do you think it is fair of you to persecute me just now?” “It is not persecution, Anna,” he answered gently. "Do you call neglecting your work, and singing flash songs nothing? Zounds! you incorrigible rascal, many a master would have taken you before a magistrate, and prayed for your solitary confinement in Bridewell for the least of these offences.
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