The fortnightly intervals between the baths were too long, and at last I got the Governor to let me have a tub of cold water in my cell every night.

This luxury of cleanliness was the best feature in the programme, although my fellow-prisoners appeared to regard it as an unaccountable fad.
One or two brief conversations with the Governor were also an agreeable variation.

I found him to be a disciple and friend of the late F.D.
Maurice, one of whose books he offered to lend me.

He was astonished to find that I had read it, as well as other works by the same author, which he had _not_ read.

Colonel Milman expressed a good deal of admiration for Mr.George Jacob Holyoake, and he was still more astonished when I told him that this gentleman had occupied a blasphemer's cell in the old stirring days, when he fiercely attacked Christianity instead of flattering it.