"But I came here by choice because I have brought Miss Gibson with me." "I am sorry for that," he rejoined, with evident disapproval; "she oughtn't to have come among these riff-raff." "I told her so, and that you wouldn't like it, but she insisted." "I know," said Reuben.

"That's the worst of women--they will make a beastly fuss and sacrifice themselves when nobody wants them to.

But I mustn't be ungrateful; she means it kindly, and she's a deuced good sort, is Juliet." "She is indeed," I exclaimed, not a little disgusted at his cool, unappreciative tone; "a most noble-hearted girl, and her devotion to you is positively heroic." The faintest suspicion of a smile appeared on the face seen through the double grating; on which I felt that I could have pulled his nose with pleasure--only that a pair of tongs of special construction would have been required for the purpose.
"Yes," he answered calmly, "we have always been very good friends." A rejoinder of the most extreme acidity was on my lips.

Damn the fellow! What did he mean by speaking in that supercilious tone of the loveliest and sweetest woman in the world?
But, after all, one cannot trample on a poor devil locked up in a jail on a false charge, no matter how great may be the provocation.

I drew a deep breath, and, having recovered myself, outwardly at least, said-- "I hope you don't find the conditions here too intolerable ?" "Oh, no," he answered.