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That it provided proof of the girl’s
identity was one thing. As Gosse
pushed her around it, she felt his hold about her of necessity loosen slightly. Ann Veronica hesitated with a question that had leaped up in her mind, and
that she felt was cruel. 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. "
"I never heard of anybody who could," declared McClintock.
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