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I am a pauper, and as yet I have not discovered how to earn money. ’ ‘Dear me. He knocked on the doorframe. I’m not such a bad sort. In lieu of it, he still adhered to the sleek black crop, which, throughout life, formed a distinguishing feature in his appearance. Sure of foot, noiseless, he made the veranda and paused at the side of one of the screened windows. 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. That won’t involve references, as a bank account would—and all that sort of thing. The youth produced a crumpled-up card from his waistcoat pocket. She cried and sobbed in fits.
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