Having no means of defence, Sir Rowland cleared the blood from his vision; and, turning to see whether there was any means of escape, he descried the open door behind him leading to the Well Hole, and instantly darted through it. A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look. I walked London till the soles of my shoes were worn through, and my toes were blistered. "Put down your burthen, monster!" shouted Wood, pointing an immense blunderbuss at him. Capes bore a face of infinite perplexity.
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