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. “She means to go. His wife met him at the door, and into
her hands he delivered his little charge. ‘All right,
Trodger. It’s
best. Then
the hotel manager struck his palms together sharply, and two Chinese "boys"
came pattering in from the dining room. ’
She bit her lip, but her eyes betrayed her. I know nothing
about the matter, but I feel convinced that you are right. About them quickly.
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