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Lucy jammed her foot down onto Mark McCloskey’s forehead. good at that. Her aunt had secretly sent on to Ann Veronica some new warm underclothing, a dozen pairs of stockings, and her last winter’s jacket, but the dear lady had overlooked those boots. 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. Charcoal, you may bring in the boy. . ’ ‘Oh, that tragic pair,’ uttered her ladyship in saddened tones.
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