ToC The ward into which Jack was endeavouring to break was called the Red Room, from the circumstance of its walls having once been painted in that colour; all traces of which had, however, long since disappeared. " "What!" she exclaimed, staring eagerly in his face. She reached for the door handle. The hard work will be his, until we yank this young fellow back from the brink. "You will find me tractable enough; and, with me by, your side you need fear neither constable nor watchman. Right now my heart is occupied.
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