‘I can’t help but be sure,’ he returned shortly. ” He said, uncrossing his arms. Wood—and after him came his daughter. Swinging her arm in an arc, she let go of the foil and it flew across the chapel towards the main door, crashing down between the pews, and clattering onto the floor. Having once more got into the chimney, he climbed to a level with the ward above, and recommenced operations as vigorously as before. Then his tiny bow mouth opened into an adoring smile. It was precisely two o'clock on the morning of Whit-monday, the 25th of May 1724, when the remarkable escape before detailed was completed: and, though it wanted full two hours to daybreak, the glimmer of a waning moon prevented it from being totally dark.
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