The ruse succeeded almost beyond his expectation. Kneebone," observed Shotbolt, as he emptied his tenth tumbler; "I'm sure he's meditating an escape, and hopes to accomplish it to-night. "Have a little patience, Sir," rejoined the jailer. "I forgot. "The ban-dogs!" thundered a tall man, whose stature and former avocations had procured him the nickname of "The long drover of the Borough market. ” “There is no one else who has a key to your rooms?” “No one except my maid, who is away in Wiltshire.
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