It was now a quarter past twelve. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. Stow it in the saddle, for I will take it with me. Quilt, meanwhile, came down, examined the door, and finding it unfastened, locked it with a bitter imprecation on his brother-janizary's carelessness. “I feel quite sure that Mrs. ” His lips tightened, and he frowned with solemn resolution. How Jack Sheppard broke out of the Cage at Willesden.
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