Here," he added, throwing a handbill on the bed, "are the particulars of the burglary, with the reward for Jack's apprehension. There is not a soul in the inn but ourselves. It mattered not whether she flunked the year as she would soon be gone. Two packets were committed to your charge, which you undertook to deliver,—one to another priest, Sir Rowland's chaplain, at Manchester, the other to Mr. Jack had got into one of the pens at the north side of the chapel. " "Poor Jack!" sighed Thames. "Away with him!" exclaimed Sir Rowland, impatiently. This was not the sort of confession which he had been expecting. The class laughed, a few putting their hands to their foreheads in a military salute to mock her.
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