The man was evidently exasperated by my "passive resistance." My ablutions were performed in a copper basin not much larger than a porridge bowl; indeed, it was impossible to insert both hands at once.
There was, of course, no looking-glass, and as the three-inch comb was densely clogged with old deposits, my toilet was completed under considerable difficulties.

I never combed my hair with my fingers before, but on that occasion I was obliged to resort to those primitive rakes.
When I was finally ready, the chief warder summoned me downstairs to be weighed and measured.

My height was five feet ten in my shoes, and my weight twelve stone nine and a half in my clothes.
At eight o'clock breakfast came.

It consisted of coffee, eggs and toast.
At half-past eight we were taken out to exercise.

What a delight it was to see each other's faces again! And how refreshing to breathe even the atmosphere of a City courtyard after being locked up for so many hours in a stifling cell.
The other prisoners were already outside, and we had to pass through the court in which they were exercising to reach the one considerately allotted for our special use.