"Have a little patience, Sir," rejoined the jailer. Amongst other things, he had just brought down an old laced bavaroy, a species of surtout much worn at the period. A narrow entry, formed by two low walls, communicated with the main thoroughfare; and in this passage, under the cover of a penthouse, stood Wood, with his little burthen, to whom we shall now return. Twice Spurlock went to Copeley's—twenty miles to the northwest—for ice and mail. What else could one say? I left him to suppose—a registry perhaps. "His shin may need rubbing. Here I am as an alternative either to nasty work—or going home.
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