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"Pish!" cried Jack: "I don't value his anger a straw. Moving back to the corner again, she ran a hand back over the leather-bound
books—which, she realised, were not books at all. He had now reached
what was called the Lower Leads,—a flat, covering a part of the prison
contiguous to the gateway, and surrounded on all sides by walls about fourteen
feet high. \"Why weren't you there?\" She asked Mike. This was some satisfaction to the poor fellow, who was dreadfully frightened, as
indeed he might well be, it being the opinion of the jailers and others who
afterwards examined the place, that Jack had accomplished, single-handed, in a
few hours, and, as far as it could be ascertained, with imperfect implements,
what it would have taken half a dozen men several days, provided with proper
tools, to effect. Wood fared still worse. "
"The very point I aim at," said Darrell as he passed through the outlet. "You must have travelled a good deal to know so
much about men. Winifred, you are deceived in me. "
"He must," exclaimed Jack, hastily; "but only let me have it till to-morrow, and if
I don't entrap him in a snare from which, with all his cunning, he shall find it
difficult to escape, my name's not Jack Sheppard. U. I
got a rusty bolt cutter.
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