The thought made her exquisitely happy. Wanted her out of the way because he had been afraid of her, afraid of himself! He, at fifty-four! Then into this void poured a flaming anger, a blind and unreasoning anger. It was horrible, but what could she do? She meant to live her own life, and he meant, with contempt and insults, to prevent her. CHAPTER THE ELEVENTH THOUGHTS IN PRISON Part 1 The first night in prison she found it impossible to sleep. This person—this Jonathan Wild, whom I beheld for the first time, scarcely an hour ago, in Wych Street, is—I know not why—my enemy. “No, I must have had hope lurking somewhere too. A wave of pity went over him—pity for the patient, the girl, and his friend. A crisis had been reached, and she was almost glad it had been reached. He deserves none. “I’ve never been prone to them. ’ Gerald considered. “Who wouldn’t be for you?” The train began to move.
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