. "Go to the pump, Nab," he said, when this was done, "and fill a pail with water. ” “The sooner the better,” he answered. At six o'clock, the wicket was shut; and at nine, the jail was altogether locked up. Capes became rigid and adhesive. This island was the one haven he had; he might be forced to remain here for several years—until the Hand had forgotten him.
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