Figg?" said Jack, peevishly. Here's a couple in hand. ’ Still no response. “I wish this hadn’t turned up to-day of all days. He's an interpretative genius, if there ever was one. Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding her be of good cheer, hurried off. Jack, meanwhile, with Blueskin's assistance, had set the table once more upon its legs, and placing writing materials, which he took from a shelf, upon it, made Shotbolt, who was still gagged, but whose arms were for the moment unbound, sit down before them. Then, in a few years, he and Ruth might fare forth in comfort and security. "Oh! no—no—no," cried Winifred, "I cannot believe it. Meantime, the Stone Hall was crowded by all the inmates of the jail, debtors, felons, turnkeys, and officers who could obtain permission to witness the ceremony of the prisoner's irons being struck off. 4.
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