That’s why we are here. Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was bound 'prentice to him. Wood, who maintained stoutly, that if Thames had been led to do wrong, it must be through the instrumentality of his worthless companion. Of course, at home there would have been questions. "Shotbolt! by—" cried Austin, as the captive was dragged forth. “You have them both,” Anna answered. The young lady saw the change, and almost snorted. " "Farewell, Jack," cried twenty voices.
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