The spikes almost touched the upper part of the hatch: scarcely space enough for the passage of a hand being left between their points and the beam. ” He stated, trying to maintain his calm. " "Never fear," replied Thames, taking up his hat. She had been obliged to spend the night in that fateful bedchamber, the faithful Kimble—who had foraged at a nearby inn, bringing back a large pie and a jug of porter for his mistress—guarding the door outside.
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