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\" \"No, but can you carry my lunch bag? Where is yours?\" Michelle asked. Gianfrancesco stumbled belatedly onto the beach, his feet padding wet sand. Accordingly, having given Wood such directions as he thought necessary for his guidance, and received a handsome gratuity in return for his services, he departed. 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. It is not at all comme il faut.
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