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Above was a spacious hall, connected with it by a flight of stone steps, at the further end of which stood an immense grated door, called in the slang of the place "The Jigger," through the bars of which the felons in the upper wards were allowed to converse with their friends, or if they wished to enter the room, or join the revellers below, they were at liberty to do so, on payment of a small fine. ‘How do you do, my lord? I am Lucilla Froxfield. The three clerks fought for the only window, and saw her whisked into a hansom. With this view, Jack was carried—for he was no longer able to move without assistance— to a ward called the Castle, situated over the gateway on the western side, in what was considered the strongest part of the jail. Ramage,” she said, “please don’t talk like this. In mid-bite, she heard a car door slam that was recognizable. “No, you weren’t bad in the slightest. ‘That will be a matter for her future husband to decide.
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