Wait!" He released himself from his aunt's embrace, ran to the trunk and fetched the old coat. She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary. ” Again on his way homeward from Cavendish Square he abandoned the direct route to pass by the door of Anna’s flat. Kneebone's habitation, the shutters of which were closed, and knocked at the door.
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