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"Then we're imprisoned. ” “Of course I am. But her heart kept on sinking. Monroe would lock the whole group of us in the basement, every day. She herself, and one other there, recognized the interposition of something akin to tragedy. He began munching his water-chestnuts—a small brown radish-shaped vegetable, with the flavour of coconut—that grow along the river brims. Prudence reminded him that he was a county magistrate, and parliamentary candidate for a somewhat difficult borough, where his principal supporters were dissenters of strict principles who took a zealous interest in his moral character. "He has it, and will ever have it," replied Mrs. Then she sat watching the play, sometimes offering a helpful suggestion, sometimes letting her attention wander to the smoothly shining arms she had folded across her knees just below the edge of the table.
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