F. ToC The noise of this disturbance did not fail to reach the interior of the prison. The thought had not even occurred to him. “You’re so cute. It's plain he don't understand our lingo; as, how should he? Take pattern by me;" and as he said this he strode up to the carpenter, and, slapping him on the shoulder, propounded the following questions, accompanying each interrogation with a formidable contortion of countenance. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. ’ Gerald dropped down to join her just as her hand came up, clutching the handle. ‘But how do you come here?’ ‘Down on a routine patrol, unluckily for you,’ he answered grimly. She has even found them accommodation in the house where she is putting up herself. Spare him!—pity me!" With this she arose, and, taking up the infant, was about to proceed down stairs, when she was alarmed by hearing the street-door opened, and the sound of heavy footsteps entering the house. When Mr. "Hark 'ee, Ben," said the old sailor, knocking the ashes from his pipe upon the hob; "you may try, but dash my timbers if you'll ever cross the Thames to-night. " CHAPTER VI. ’ ‘And you are of a disposition entirely untruthful,’ retorted Gerald.
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