Now, he had achieved them, and felt assured of
success. Sheppard," said the carpenter, advancing to meet her, and trying to
look as cheerful and composed as he could; "what brings you to town, eh?—
Nothing amiss, I trust?"
"Nothing whatever, Sir," answered the widow. "This
gash," he added, pointing to one of the larger scars, "was a wipe from the hanger
of Tom Thurland, whom I apprehended for the murder of Mrs. ’
‘I also said, if you remember, that I could not promise not to do so. "
"Tush!" cried Thames; "you accused me to skreen yourself. Before morning, unless, we can
effect an escape, you'll be kidnapped, or murdered, and your disappearance
attributed to the negligence of the constable. How can he help you?”
She threw such a look upon him that even he, Sir John Ferringhall, carpetmerchant, hide-bound Englishman, slow-witted, pompous, deliberate, felt his
heart beat to music. At the recollection that it was his, she seemed to fall
through a thin surface, as one might fall through the crust of a lava into glowing
depths. She heard it open, but as she felt unable to look round in a
careless manner she pretended not to hear it. ‘She’s gone. He would give The Tigress a triple coat of paint, and take these two on a long
cruise, wherever they wanted to go—Roundhead and Seraph, the blunderbus and
the flaming angel. 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.
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