Not even, it
seemed, this interfering monsieur le major. Her
white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants
caked with mud. ToC
The ward into which Jack was endeavouring to break was called the Red Room,
from the circumstance of its walls having once been painted in that colour; all
traces of which had, however, long since disappeared. The floor was thickly strewn
with sawdust and shavings; and across the room ran a long and wide bench,
furnished at one end with a powerful vice; next to which three nails driven into
the boards served, it would appear from the lump of unconsumed tallow left in
their custody, as a substitute for a candlestick. Wild," said the turnkey, trembling in every joint. You
think everything is harmless and simple, and so forth.
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