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To
prison
!
To
prison
!
Her
Frank
Cowperwood
,
her
husband
--
the
substance
of
their
home
here
--
and
all
their
soul
destruction
going
to
prison
.
And
even
now
she
scarcely
grasped
why
!
She
stood
there
wondering
what
she
could
do
"
Is
there
anything
I
can
get
for
you
?
"
she
asked
,
starting
forward
as
if
out
of
a
dream
.
"
Do
you
want
me
to
do
anything
?
Do
n't
you
think
perhaps
you
had
better
leave
Philadelphia
,
Frank
?
You
need
n't
go
to
prison
unless
you
want
to
.
"
She
was
a
little
beside
herself
,
for
the
first
time
in
her
life
shocked
out
of
a
deadly
calm
.
He
paused
and
looked
at
her
for
a
moment
in
his
direct
,
examining
way
,
his
hard
commercial
business
judgment
restored
on
the
instant
.
"
That
would
be
a
confession
of
guilt
,
Lillian
,
and
I
'm
not
guilty
,
"
he
replied
,
almost
coldly
.
"
I
have
n't
done
anything
that
warrants
my
running
away
or
going
to
prison
,
either
.
I
'm
merely
going
there
to
save
time
at
present
.
I
ca
n't
be
litigating
this
thing
forever
.
I
'll
get
out
--
be
pardoned
out
or
sued
out
in
a
reasonable
length
of
time
.
Just
now
it
's
better
to
go
,
I
think
.
I
would
n't
think
of
running
away
from
Philadelphia
.
Two
of
five
judges
found
for
me
in
the
decision
.
That
's
pretty
fair
evidence
that
the
State
has
no
case
against
me
.
"
His
wife
saw
she
had
made
a
mistake
.
It
clarified
her
judgment
on
the
instant
.
"
I
did
n't
mean
in
that
way
,
Frank
,
"
she
replied
,
apologetically
.
"
You
know
I
did
n't
.
Of
course
I
know
you
're
not
guilty
.
Why
should
I
think
you
were
,
of
all
people
?
"
She
paused
,
expecting
some
retort
,
some
further
argument
--
a
kind
word
maybe
.
A
trace
of
the
older
,
baffling
love
,
but
he
had
quietly
turned
to
his
desk
and
was
thinking
of
other
things
.
At
this
point
the
anomaly
of
her
own
state
came
over
her
again
.
It
was
all
so
sad
and
so
hopeless
.
And
what
was
she
to
do
in
the
future
?
And
what
was
he
likely
to
do
?
She
paused
half
trembling
and
yet
decided
,
because
of
her
peculiarly
nonresisting
nature
--
why
trespass
on
his
time
?
Why
bother
?
No
good
would
really
come
of
it
.
He
really
did
not
care
for
her
any
more
--
that
was
it
.
Nothing
could
make
him
,
nothing
could
bring
them
together
again
,
not
even
this
tragedy
.
He
was
interested
in
another
woman
--
Aileen
--
and
so
her
foolish
thoughts
and
explanations
,
her
fear
,
sorrow
,
distress
,
were
not
important
to
him
.
He
could
take
her
agonized
wish
for
his
freedom
as
a
comment
on
his
probable
guilt
,
a
doubt
of
his
innocence
,
a
criticism
of
him
!
She
turned
away
for
a
minute
,
and
he
started
to
leave
the
room
.
