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Prisoner for Blasphemy

CHAPTER XVII
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I slackened speed at once, drank my tea in sips, and munched my dry bread with great deliberation.

"Come," said superintendent Burchell, "you're very slow this morning." "Oh," I replied, "there's no hurry; after twelve months of it a few minutes make little difference." Burchell put the words and my smile together, and gave the game up.
Down in the bathroom at the foot of the debtors' wing my clothes were set out, and some kind hand had spread a piece of bright carpet for my feet.

I dressed very leisurely.

With equal tardiness I went through the ceremony of receiving my effects, carefully checking every article, and counting the money coin by coin.

The Governor tendered me half a sovereign, the highest sum a prisoner can earn.


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