It was ten feet long, a relic. ‘Sergeant Trodger is who I am. In the northwest angle, there was a small pen for female offenders, and, on the south, a more commodious enclosure appropriated to the master-debtors and strangers. Then suddenly, in front of all those windows, he folded her in his arms and pressed her to him, and kissed her unresisting face. Roused by the bell tolling for evening service, Jack left the house.
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