Twice Spurlock went to Copeley's—twenty miles to the northwest—for ice and mail. She heard him come in; the light burned on. ‘Ah, non,’ exclaimed the husband. The door was opened, and Austin entered the cell, when he absolutely recoiled before the spectacle he beheld, and could scarcely have looked more alarmed if the prison had tumbled about his ears. These were less like streets than labyrinths, hewn through an eternal twilight. She became at times an embodiment for Ann Veronica of all that made the suffrage movement defective and unsatisfying.
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