Yes. ” “Where?” He asked. Day after day—five, to be exact—she had returned to Morgan's; and each time the man would understand what had drawn her, and with a kindly smile would sit down at the piano and play. Wood, however, made known his presence to the individual by laying his hand upon his shoulder. The waterman sheltered his mouth with his hand while he spoke, or his voice would have been carried away by the violence of the blast. "Let him remain," interposed Trenchard. A noise was next heard, as if some instrument were applied to the door with the intent to force it open, and Jack's fears were at once dispelled, At first, he had imagined they were officers of justice, come to convey him to a stronger prison: but the voice of one of the parties, which he recognised, convinced him they were his friends. Before a word could be said, however, a slight noise was heard in the chimney, and Jack with his irons on descended from it.
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