" "What right have you to suppose this, Sir?" demanded Trenchard, sternly. “You can’t imagine,” he said, “what a beastly thing a furtive love affair can be. Conceiving the opportunity too favourable to be lost, Jack sprang suddenly over the hedge, and before the man, who was floundering on the ground with one foot in the stirrup, could extricate himself from his embarrassing position, secured his pistols, which he drew from the holsters, and held them to his head. It vosh plain he vent dat vay. Master Thames Ditton, I'll do your biddin'; and you, Misther Quilt Arnold, may do your worst, I defy you. Between the two officers, with their arms linked in his, Jack Sheppard was conducted to the cart. There is not a soul in the inn but ourselves.
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