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ANN VERONICA TALKS TO HER FATHER-1-2
ANN VERONICA TALKS TO HER FATHER-3-4
ANN VERONICA TALKS TO HER FATHER-5-6
ANN VERONICA TALKS TO HER FATHER-7
ANN VERONICA GATHERS POINTS OF VIEW-1-2
ANN VERONICA GATHERS POINTS OF VIEW-3
THE MORNING OF THE CRISIS-1-2
THE MORNING OF THE CRISIS-3-4-5
THE MORNING OF THE CRISIS-6-7
THE CRISIS-1-2-3-4
THE FLIGHT TO LONDON-1-2-3
THE FLIGHT TO LONDON-4-5-6
EXPOSTULATIONS-1-2-3-4
EXPOSTULATIONS-5-6
IDEALS AND A REALITY-1-2
IDEALS AND A REALITY-3-4
IDEALS AND A REALITY-5-6-7
BIOLOGY-1-2
BIOLOGY-3-4-5-6
BIOLOGY-7-8-9
DISCORDS-1
DISCORDS-2-3-4
DISCORDS-5-6-8-9
THE SUFFRAGETTES-1-2-3
THE SUFFRAGETTES-4-5
THOUGHTS IN PRISON-1-2-3-4-5-6
ANN VERONICA PUTS THINGS IN ORDER-1-2-3-4-5-6-7
THE SAPPHIRE RING-1-2-3-4
THE SAPPHIRE RING-5-6
THE COLLAPSE OF THE PENITENT-1-2-3
THE COLLAPSE OF THE PENITENT-4-5-6
THE LAST DAYS AT HOME-1-2-3
IN THE MOUNTAINS-1-2-3-4
IN THE MOUNTAINS-5-6-7-8-9-10-11
IN PERSPECTIVE-1-2-3

 

 

CHAPTER THE ELEVENTH 

 

THOUGHTS IN PRISON 

 

 

Part 1 

 

 

The first night in prison she found it impossible to sleep. The bed 

was hard beyond any experience of hers, the bed-clothes coarse and 

insufficient, the cell at once cold and stuffy. The little grating 

in the door, the sense of constant inspection, worried her. She kept 

opening her eyes and looking at it. She was fatigued physically and 

mentally, and neither mind nor body could rest. She became aware that 

at regular intervals a light flashed upon her face and a bodiless eye 

regarded her, and this, as the night wore on, became a torment.... 

 

Capes came back into her mind. He haunted a state between hectic 

dreaming and mild delirium, and she found herself talking aloud to 

him. All through the night an entirely impossible and monumental 

Capes confronted her, and she argued with him about men and women. She 

visualized him as in a policeman's uniform and quite impassive. On some 

insane score she fancied she had to state her case in verse. "We are the 

music and you are the instrument," she said; "we are verse and you are 

prose. 

 

"For men have reason, women rhyme 

A man scores always, all the time." 

 

This couplet sprang into her mind from nowhere, and immediately begot an 

endless series of similar couplets that she began to compose and address 

to Capes. They came teeming distressfully through her aching brain: 

 

"A man can kick, his skirts don't tear; 

A man scores always, everywhere. 

 

"His dress for no man lays a snare; 

A man scores always, everywhere. 

For hats that fail and hats that flare; 

Toppers their universal wear; 

A man scores always, everywhere. 

 

"Men's waists are neither here nor there; 

A man scores always, everywhere. 

 

"A man can manage without hair; 

A man scores always, everywhere. 

 

"There are no males at men to stare; 

A man scores always, everywhere. 

 

"And children must we women bear-- 

 

"Oh, damn!" she cried, as the hundred-and-first couplet or so presented 

itself in her unwilling brain. 

 

For a time she worried about that compulsory bath and cutaneous 

diseases. 

 

Then she fell into a fever of remorse for the habit of bad language she 

had acquired. 

 

"A man can smoke, a man can swear; 

A man scores always, everywhere." 

 

She rolled over on her face, and stuffed her fingers in her ears to shut 

out the rhythm from her mind. She lay still for a long time, and her 


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