"Once in this chair, yer hon'r, and I'll warrant he'll not get out so aisily as Jack Sheppard did from the New Pris'n. His kisses drew deeper, he started unlacing her dress. His letter of credit; probably that was it; and, observing the strangeness of the room he was in, his first concern on returning to consciousness would naturally relate to his letter of credit. ‘Adieu, imbecile,’ she threw at him gleefully. And before Kneebone could draw his sword, he felled him to the ground with the iron bar. " "I tell 'ee what, landlord," observed the old sailor, quietly replenishing his pipe from a huge pewter tobacco-box, as the waterman and Wood quitted the house, "you've said good-b'ye to your friend. We may be all murdered in this unprotected place, and nobody be the wiser.
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