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Portrait of Edgar Wallace Edgar Wallace The Four Just Men (1920) — CHAPTER XII (1920)

There was no escape for Manfred in the dozen yards or so between his cell door and the prison van. He was manacled to two warders, and a double line of policemen formed an avenue through which he was marched. Not from the van itself that moved in a solid phalanx of mounted men with drawn swords. Nor from the gloomy portals of Wandsworth Gaol where silent, uniformed men closed round him and took him to the triple-locked cell.
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Portrait of Edgar Wallace Edgar Wallace The Four Just Men (1920) — CHAPTER XII (1920)

For good or ill, I must stand by the conceptions that I have built out of my own life and its teachings.
“There is another, and a more practical reason,” he added, “why I should not do you or any other chaplain the disservice of taking up your time—I have no intention of dying.”
With this, the young minister was forced to be content. He met Manfred frequently, talking of books and people and of strange religions.
To the warders and those about him, Manfred was a source of constant wonder. He never wearied them with the recital of his coming attempt.
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Portrait of Edgar Wallace Edgar Wallace The Four Just Men (1920) — CHAPTER XII (1920)

The governor seemed vexed.
“Isn’t life sufficiently sweet to you—to urge you to make an effort to save it?” he asked roughly, “or are you going to give it up without a struggle?”
“I shall escape,” said Manfred again; “aren’t you tired of hearing me tell you why I make no effort to save myself?”
“When the newspapers start the ‘mad’ theory again,” said the exasperated prison official, “I shall feel most inclined to break the regulations and write a letter in support of the speculation.”
“Do,” said Manfred cheerfully, “and tell them that I run round my cell on all fours biting visitors’ legs.”
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