" "Hold your tongue!" cried Mrs. Andrew's Church, his pursuers had gained the bridge, and the attention of such passengers as crowded the streets was attracted towards him by their vociferations. When they got to the door, Jack opened it, and, mimicking the voice of the jailer, shouted, "Now, my lads, all's ready?" "Here we are," cried the chairmen, hurrying out of the court with their swinging vehicle, "where is he?" "Here," replied Sheppard, dragging out Shotbolt by the collar, while Blueskin pushed him behind, and Mrs. "Fly, Captain—fly!" Aroused to a sense of the possibility of escape, Jack, who had viewed the deadly assault with savage satisfaction, burst from his captors and made for the door. Wood having laid hold of the canvass-bag. The same night he met Meddoes and Drummond together, the latter over from Paris on a week’s leave from the Embassy.
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