Proceeding along the wall, Jack reached the southern tower, over the battlements of which he clambered, and crossing it, dropped upon the roof of the gate. "Mr. Let—it—fall. " With this, he drew the spike from his pocket; and, drowning the sound of the operation by whistling, singing, shuffling, and other noises, contrived, in a few minutes, to liberate his companion from the handcuffs. He's going to ask you to Prom. " "Not in the least," replied Shotbolt, creeping beneath the table; "there's my staff.
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