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"It's wretched enough, indeed, Sir," rejoined the widow; "but, poor as it is, it's better than the cold stones and open streets. 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. ‘I do not understand you. "I am not, by Heaven!" replied Sheppard, firmly. McClintock stared into the bowl of his pipe and Spurlock into his coffee cup. ‘Who has begun this but you?’ Gerald barely heard her. ’ ‘Sport!’ grumbled her betrothed, but he accompanied them across the ballroom all the same. This person, whose age might be about forty, was attired in a brown double-breasted frieze coat, with very wide skirts, and a very narrow collar; a light drugget waistcoat, with pockets reaching to the knees; black plush breeches; grey worsted hose; and shoes with round toes, wooden heels, and high quarters, fastened by small silver buckles. And even if that,’ she added bitterly, ‘he must be also a person of a disposition extremely mad, that he can go against the family. To this Jack replied, that he should be perfectly contented, provided he might have a small allowance of gin. " "Jack's a noble fellow," exclaimed the head-jailer of Clerkenwell Prison, raising his glass; "and, though he played me a scurvy trick, I'll drink to his speedy deliverance. He was holding the ring to the light, and narrowly examining the inscription.
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