The air is close and unwholesome, now, but in the heat of summer it must be awful.

If their food is as vile as their lodging, the lookout is bad, indeed." "I fancy the cells in the French jails are no better," O'Sullivan said.

"No doubt, in the state prisons, high-born prisoners are made fairly comfortable; but the ordinary prisoners and malefactors, I have been told, suffer horribly.

Thank goodness I have never entered one; but even the barrack cells can scarcely be called inviting." "You are learning philosophy from Kennedy," O'Neil said, with a laugh.
"I don't know that I shall feel philosophic, if we are served with nothing but bread and water.

However, the turnkey told us that, until we have been tried and condemned, we are at liberty to get our food from outside--certainly a mockery, in most cases, considering that we all were relieved of any money found upon us, when we arrived in Harwich.