A sprinkling of callow youths, and a couple of pronounced young Jews, who were talking loudly together in some unintelligible jargon of the City. Ann Veronica tried to seem absolutely unconcerned. The turnkey looked round the next moment, but the manoeuvre escaped his observation. Sharples received them at the threshold, and holding his lantern towards the prisoners to acquaint himself with their features, nodded to Quilt, between whom and himself some secret understanding seemed to subsist, and then closed and barred the door. Get the men back to their posts. I can't concentrate on my work. As Blueskin still continued obstinate, the judgment appointed to be executed upon such prisoners as stood mute, was then read. See how he gets on, father," he added, appealing to Wood: "the box seems to grow under his hands.
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