The worst was over now. 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. “They are full of the usual foolish stories. "Fear nothing, Sir," said the man, in a voice which Thames instantly recognised as that of Blueskin. “I want to find an address. " "Bah!" returned the woollen-draper. CHAPTER XXV Spurlock pushed back his helmet and sat down in the white sand, buckling his knees and folding his arms around them—pondering. “I heard nothing,” he declared, “and my ears are good. ‘Oh, peste,’ she cried out in distressed tones. I have Remenham House which is my right.
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