He could have easily forced it, but preferred a more expeditious mode of reaching the roof which suggested itself to him. Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. Finding it impossible to descend on any side, without incurring serious risk, Jack resolved to return for his blanket, by the help of which he felt certain of accomplishing a safe landing on the roof of the house in Giltspur Street. That night a grave was dug in Willesden churchyard, next to that in which Mrs. Brewis had told him the Valade family had been victim to wholesale murder, and a twinge of compassion had wrung even his deliberately hardened heart. “Lucy, that is so sad. When he could find words, he tried by the most urgent solicitations to prevail upon the constable to let him out. The lad hesitated.
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