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As Jonathan said this, Jack's hand involuntarily sought a pistol. Her lips were dry and cracked. Gerald noted the lady’s eyes brighten as she caught sight of him making his
way through the throng towards her. It had been part of her wedding
trousseau, a gift from her family to his. Not even, it
seemed, this interfering monsieur le major. The danger or difficulty of an exploit
never appalled him. They had escaped from the New
Prison, it is true; but the wall of Clerkenwell Bridewell, by which that jail was
formerly surrounded, and which was more than twenty feet high, and protected
by formidable and bristling chevaux de frise, remained to be scaled. This was good. "I have him!" cried a voice in triumph. In the pause she realized the attention of the others converged upon
her, and that the tears were brimming over her eyes. He would talk to Spurlock, but from the bench; as a judge, not as a chagrined
lover. With a small saw, conveyed to me a few days since by Thames
Darrell, which I contrived to conceal upon my person, I removed a spike in the
hatch, and, with the aid of some other friends, worked my way out. Slowly she
released the hammer on the pistol, uncocking it, and Gerald became conscious
that he had been holding his breath. Good night. Finally, at the exit into Regent’s Park, they ran against Miss Klegg.
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