" The clock tinkled ten. Kneebone," observed Shotbolt, as he emptied his tenth tumbler; "I'm sure he's meditating an escape, and hopes to accomplish it to-night. That was the only sound he heard. Beck, it smells wonderful in here. "One motive alone shall induce me to go on with you," said Jack. Give this fellow the slip, if you can, Jack. He carried a small bag. To remove this obstacle it was necessary make an extensive breach in the wall.
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