On the bench was set a quartern measure of gin, a crust of bread, and a slice of cheese. " "Faithful fellow!" murmured Jack. A moment before, the surface of the stream was black as ink. Fatigued by his previous exertions, and incumbered by his fetters, he was by no means—though ordinarily remarkably swift of foot—a match for his foes, who were fast gaining upon him.
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