" "Stick the spike into him, then," returned Sheppard, coolly, "while I unbar the outlet. The guards, horse and foot, and constables formed a wide circle round it to keep off the mob. He remained listening attentively. Now he lay there, a doubled-up mass, with ugly distorted features, and a dark wet stain dripping slowly on to the carpet. "Who's that queer cove in the full-bottomed wig?" "Attend to me, sirrah," rejoined Wild, sternly.
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