"What's that to you?" demanded Jonathan, gruffly. “And then?” said Ann Veronica. It filled her with indefinable fear. She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary. She dared not look directly at him, her head obscured by a gray hoodie, she had the slumped appearance of an androgynous adolescent. The fireplace was at the other end, with the sheeted shapes of two sofas either side.
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