Ireton," observed the
chief turnkey of Westminster Gatehouse, as he helped himself to his third glass
of punch; "but I never saw one like Jack Sheppard. I mean that it doesn’t interest you in
itself. Cold drops stood upon Wood's
brow, as he encountered this obstacle. "
"You believe—you know it," replied Jonathan, fixing one of his sternest and
most searching glances upon him. Before many minutes elapsed, he had picked a large hole in the plaster,
which showered down in a cloud of dust; and breaking off several laths, caught
hold of a beam, by which he held with one hand, until with the other he
succeeded, not without some difficulty, in forcing out one of the tiles.
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