The spy—if there was one hiding out in the late Jarvis Remenham’s empty house—would be taken unawares. The unfortunate prisoner, meanwhile, who was not informed of the respite, languished in his horrible dungeon, and, at the expiration of three weeks, became so seriously indisposed that it was feared he could not long survive. ‘What do you do here?’ demanded the young lady, moving to meet him. His patient was distinctly of a different order of life. Jonathan laughed scornfully. Blood, they say, won't come out. While he was filling his pockets with golden coin from this store, Blueskin had pulled the plate-chest from under the bed, and having forced it open, began filling a canvass bag with its contents,—silver coffee-pots, chocolate-dishes, waiters trays, tankards, goblets, and candlesticks. She feared he might take her tears as a sign of weakness. Her father held some printed document in his hand, and appeared not to observe her entry. He said daring things with a grace which made them irresistible, his eyes flashed back upon her some eloquent but silent appreciation of the change in her manner towards him. As this gentleman was going away, he said to Jack in a jesting manner, 'that he should be glad to see him to-night at supper.
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