Jack's recapture was speedily made known to all the officers of the jail, and the Lodge was instantly crowded. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees. Strongly impregnated with the mingled odours of tobacco, ale, brandy, and other liquors, the atmosphere was almost stifling. Returning to the audience-chamber, Blueskin had the Jew brought before him. The arrested women were herded in a passage of the Panton Street Police-station that opened upon a cell too unclean for occupation, and most of them spent the night standing. Dunster shall fetch you a cab.
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