‘You were his daughter. "Write as I dictate," he cried, placing a pen in the jailer's hand and a pistol to his ear. On seeing it, he'll deliver you a box, which it will unlock, and in which you'll find a matter of fifty guineas and a few trinkets. "My horse has had a fall," replied Jack, assuming to perfection—for he was a capital mimic,—the tones of Quilt Arnold. His glance came up again and met hers. " "One word before we begin, Blueskin," said Jack, authoritatively; "in case the family should be alarmed—mind, no violence.
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