“Just leave them with me for now, Clotilde. Here she walked more slowly, looking constantly at the notices in the shop windows. She wanted to scream, but there was no one to scream for. Her head ached with a hollow pain. Amid the confusion, Shotbolt sprang to his feet, and levelling a pistol at Jack's head, commanded him to surrender; but, before any reply could be made, the jailer's arm was struck up by Blueskin, who, throwing himself upon him, dragged him to the ground.
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