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HOLLOWAY GAOL.
A few minutes afterwards the red-haired warder returned with what he called "some dinner." It consisted of a little brown loaf, two or three coarse potatoes, and a dirty-looking tin of pea-soup.

I was hungry, but I could not tackle this food.

From my earliest childhood I have always had a physical antipathy to pea-soup.

The very sight of it raises my gorge.