CHAPTER XVIN THE VISITORS’ ROOM
That afternoon Larry walked the streets with a certain ease at his breast. True his difficulties were still all ahead of him; he did not minimise them; but he was no longer divided against himself. That is what brings a man down. He could face things out now. He owed allegiance but in one direction. He was free to devote himself to the single purpose of getting Phillida out of her cell. He was on his way to see her.
Theoretically, prisoners awaiting trial are supposed to have a keeper within hearing of all interviews save those with counsel, but in a crowded city prison this is not always practicable. There is a big visitors’ room with benches around the walls. On these benches the prisoners and their friends sit side by side. A number of keepers patrol th
