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” She could not go on, for she was laughing and crying at the same time. ’ Quick anger flared, surpassing the fluttering hope. 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. The moviegoers exited the cinema in the customary daze that resulted from two hours of sensory bombardment. ‘He don’t mean you no harm. As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back.

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