She felt her heartbeat accelerate until it was pounding her chest. Recognising the handwriting, he glanced swiftly at the signature, and uttering an explosive curse, cast the paper from him. And the jailers also retired. Satisfied, as he thought, that he had nothing to apprehend, the boy resumed his task, chanting, as he plied his knife with redoubled assiduity, the following—not inappropriate strains:— THE NEWGATE STONE. At one time, she determined to go to Wych Street, and ask Mr. Kneebone's man is in the shop," said Rachel; "he'll take it. But he had shown no desire for information, no curiosity. Then she burst into a peal of laughter. " "It is shut," said Mrs. Either she had been seen, or they were seeking the air. Nothing, in short, portable or valuable was left. ’ Chapter Five ‘Now then, young Jack,’ Gerald said, turning to the lad, who was sitting in the place lately vacated by his self-appointed mistress, but in a state of far less relaxation. The thief-taker's throat was bound up with thick folds of linen, and his face had a ghastly and cadaverous look, which communicated an undefinable and horrible expression to his glances.
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