“My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child. The whole affair interested him deeply. You must wait till supper's over. Thanksgiving Day morning, Shari woke Lucy a half an hour before the sounding of the alarm. ‘Not yet, madame. 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. He drew compellingly upon his new characters to keep him out of this melancholy channel; but they ebbed and ebbed; he could not hold them. I sha'n't cry any more.
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