They smelled good, but they no longer smelled like food. They carried no more than bare subsistence wages; and they demanded all her time and energy. The poor boy, wanting his empty coat! The incident, however, caused her to review the recent events. None of the things they said and did were altogether new to Ann Veronica, but now she got them massed and alive, instead of by glimpses or in books—alive and articulate and insistent. The windows were grated, the doors barred; each room had the name as well as the appearance of a cell; and the very porter who stood at the gate, habited like a jailer, with his huge bunch of keys at his girdle, his forbidding countenance and surly demeanour seemed to be borrowed from Newgate.
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