Hearing the noise of the scuffle, the tapstress, fancying it was Jack making an effort to escape, in spite of the remonstrances of the executioner, threw open the wicket. An ugly flush stained his cheeks. One peculiarity she did not fail to notice. "Shall I shoot him?" "Yes! yes! put it to his ear!" cried Mrs. .
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