She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary. Perhaps the doctor, the manager and the girl were in collusion: perhaps they had heard indirectly of the visit paid by Mr. Spit of your mother. ’ ‘Don’t be a little fool,’ Gerald snapped irritably. “I was glad you did not send it back again,” he said.
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