It doesn't look bad, does it?" "Mercy, no! That wasn't the thought. She sought hastily in her mind for a plausible answer to an obvious question that didn’t come. It was one of those old sliding trap affairs, narrow and steep of descent. 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. ‘You’ve cause to be grateful to Gerald, then. She cried as he watched, frozen to the ground. ” His fingers touched hers for a moment under the ledge of the box. ” An immense gulf seemed to open between father and daughter as he said these words. . ’ His eyes found the girl again, and he added rancorously, ‘Giving birth to you. She descended the stairs, and found herself at last in the street—alone. Even on cool days the gardens were colorful and bright, with orange trees emanating sweetness and bumblebees drunkenly weaving from flower to flower. Plote was sleeping or deaf. He himself had deadened the sound by closing the door.
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