Unlocking several doors, he came to a dark vault, that would have rivalled the gloomiest cell in Newgate, into which he thrust Thames, and fastened the door. There was a little pain, but it wasn’t anything. His diminutive hand flew out from behind his back like a wounded bird. The smell assaulted them even before they entered the restaurant, greasy and savory. He brought home a few waverers to talk to them where they had no chance of getting away. And yet I know not—for the object of his visit here to-night was to serve Jack, who, if your statement is correct, which I cannot however for a moment believe, does not deserve his assistance.
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