" "I feel it," replied Jack, in a tone of agony, "and I feel it more on my poor mother's account than my own. I mean my cut-offs and boots. And yet, Spurlock was afraid of the doctor; so was Ruth. How Jack Sheppard broke out of the Cage at Willesden XIX. Had he come to see her to find if she needed something? No. Art was everywhere, underfoot in the form of mosaics, overhead in the form of architecture. The cell in which she was confined was about six feet long and four wide; the walls were scored all over with fantastic designs, snatches of poetry, short sentences and names,—the work of its former occupants, and of its present inmate. Above this revolting spot was the female debtor's ward; below it a gloomy cell, called Tangier; and, lower still, the Stone Hold, a most terrible and noisome dungeon, situated underground, and unvisited by a single ray of daylight.
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