Our pent-up energies required a vent, and we rushed round like caged animals suddenly loosened.

"Gently," cried our good-natured custodian; but we paid little heed to his admonition; our blood was up, and we raced each other until we were wearied of the pastime.
Presently I heard my name called, and on advancing to the spot whence the voice issued, I saw Mr.Bradlaugh's face through the iron bars.
After a few minutes' conversation he made way for Mrs.Besant.She was quite unprepared for such an interview.

Her idea was that she would be able to shake hands; I, however, knew better, and for that reason I had forbidden my wife to visit me, preferring her letters to her company in such wretched circumstances.

Mrs.Besant was particularly cordial.

"We are all proud," she said, "of the brave fight you made yesterday." How the time slipped by! When she retired it seemed as though our conversation had but just opened.
I was only entitled to receive two visitors, but by a generous arithmetic Mr.Bradlaugh and Mrs.Besant were counted as one.