"Ali Baba, in a blue-serge coat!… God-forsaken fool!" CHAPTER XIII One day Ruth caught the patient's eyes following her about; but there was no question in the gaze, no interest; so she pretended not to notice. This is the way the old thief brings in all his heavy plunder, which he stows in out-of-the-way holes in his infernal dwelling. Pitt endeavoured to dissuade him from attending in person, representing the great risk he would incur from the mob, which was certain to be assembled. She throws a sort of spell over us all. “There was a man called Montague Hill,” she said hoarsely, “but he is dead. As soon as Jack's escape became known, thousands of persons flocked to Newgate to behold his workmanship; and the jailers reaped am abundant harvest from their curiosity. But the cases were not identical. A stack of chimneys, on the house above them, had yielded to the storm, and descended in a shower of bricks and stones. I’m behaving shockingly, I know.
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