FALDER. Yes, sir, I shall get to be like them in time, I suppose.     

       THE GOVERNOR. [Rather taken aback] H'm! Well! That rests with you. Now come. Set your mind to it, like a good fellow. You're still quite young. A man can make himself what he likes.     

       FALDER. [Wistfully] Yes, sir.     

       THE GOVERNOR. Take a good hold of yourself. Do you read?     

       FALDER. I don't take the words in. [Hanging his head] I know it's no good; but I can't help thinking of what's going on outside. In my cell I can't see out at all. It's thick glass, sir.     

       THE GOVERNOR. You've had a visitor. Bad news?     

       FALDER. Yes.     

       THE GOVERNOR. You mustn't think about it.     

       FALDER. [Looking back at his cell] How can I help it, sir?     

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         He suddenly becomes motionless as WOODER and the DOCTOR approach. The GOVERNOR motions to him to go back into his cell.       

       FALDER. [Quick and low] I'm quite right in my head, sir. [He goes back into his cell.]     

       THE GOVERNOR. [To the DOCTOR] Just go in and see him, Clements.     

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         The DOCTOR goes into the cell. The GOVERNOR pushes the door to, nearly closing it, and walks towards the window.       

       WOODER. [Following] Sorry you should be troubled like this, sir. Very contented lot of men, on the whole.     

       THE GOVERNOR. [Shortly] You think so?     

       WOODER. Yes, sir. It's Christmas doing it, in my opinion.     

       THE GOVERNOR. [To himself] Queer, that!     

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