CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. " "Jack's a noble fellow," exclaimed the head-jailer of Clerkenwell Prison, raising his glass; "and, though he played me a scurvy trick, I'll drink to his speedy deliverance. Kneebone, a woollen-draper in Wych Street, with whose pockets, it appears, Jack, when a lad, made a little too free. In his youth he must have been a remarkably handsome man, for he is still handsome. It will cost them something to repair their stronghold, and take them more time to build it up again than I have taken to pull it down. She could neither speak nor move nor cry out. " "So you think," muttered Jack, between his ground teeth. " "No; it is only—what shall I say?—troubled. Oh God! pardon me.
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