" Mrs. "Where can I hide myself?" he added, glancing round the room in search of a closet. She bought her Greyhound ticket one steamy afternoon when school let out at eleven thirty A. I'm ashamed to say that I was too much terrified to scream out—but ran and hid myself. "You are not. A sense of impending disaster was upon him. " "Well, well, I'm not within a minute," rejoined the turnkey. The cell in which she was confined was about six feet long and four wide; the walls were scored all over with fantastic designs, snatches of poetry, short sentences and names,—the work of its former occupants, and of its present inmate.
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