His throat filled; he wanted to weep. " "That 'ud be no such easy matter," replied the countryman. \" Said John as he piled the papery remnants of their meal onto the tray. It still failed in something. Gerald caught the look and slipped the weapon into his pocket. Why should God give particular attention to such a prayer, when He had ignored all others? Certainly there was a trap somewhere. ” “But there is something more. This was just what he needed. 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. No police officers or lurking storms were anywhere in sight.
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