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A siphon and a whisky bottle stood before him. He was in great pain and it meant that he would be in casts for twelve weeks. "Somebody ought to get hold of that young man," said Prudence, grimly, as she nodded in Spurlock's direction. She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary.
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