They were bathing in the stream. At this moment, a door was opened below; lights gleamed on the walls; and the figures of Rowland and Sir Cecil were distinguished at the foot of the stairs. Without waiting to have the information repeated, Wood rushed forth, determined as soon as he could procure assistance, to proceed to Jonathan Wild's house in the Old Bailey; while Mrs. Maggot lent her powerful aid, and, between the two, Jack was speedily relieved from all fears of being carried off against his will. “Your brother has gone?” she asked Sydney, between the courses. "You needn't go far to do that," returned Quilt; "there he stands. You’re never going to believe this, by the way.
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