\" She thought of her kill. He fancied that the turnkeys had discovered his flight and were in pursuit of him,—that they had climbed up the chimney,—entered the Red Room,— tracked him from door to door, and were now only detained by the gate which he had left unbroken in the chapel. Not the most stringent search, conducted all morning, turned up one solitary sheet. At this time of universal havoc and despair,—when all London quaked at the voice of the storm,—the carpenter, who was exposed to its utmost fury, fared better than might have been anticipated. The boy was right. "I'll tell you," replied Jack, with forced calmness. "I've a good deal to do. Leave me behind: I'm not afraid.
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