It’s the public entrance. ‘Jacques? You have done it? He is alive?’ ‘Oh, he’s alive, all right,’ confirmed the sergeant, putting the petrified Pottiswick—stockstill and staring in horror at the dagger—firmly out of his way and taking his place before Melusine. You may well say it's impossible! His Majesty's jail of Newgate is admirably guarded, I must say. From the opposite corner under the trees a man with his hat slouched over his eyes stood and glowered at them. Wood's famous 'prentice?" "What apprentice?" asked the stranger, in surprise.
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