"
"But I'm a poor man. A. She read for half an hour, then closed the book because
Spurlock appeared to have fallen asleep. As I hope for mercy, I speak the truth!—
let him deny it if he can. “Certainly. ‘But I don’t trust you an
inch. The wall was of considerable
thickness, and built altogether of stone; and the noise he was compelled to make
in using the heavy bar, which brought sparks with every splinter he struck off,
was so great, that he feared it must be heard by the prisoners on the Debtors'
side. 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. "
"Vouldn't it!" replied Jack, mimicking his snuffling voice; "then shtay vere you
are, and be cursed to you. There she would wander about in the kindly darkness. Lucy cringed, her eyes widening. "Fold it … under the pillow. “Thanks to you. “You’re.
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