“She has gone down into the country. The moment they cease to be serviceable, or become dangerous he lodges an information, and the matter's settled. Instead, he could not get beyond these minor details—why she wore the dress, whence she had come, and whither she was bound. What's-your-name?" "Shotbolt, Sir," replied the jailer. Darting forward at this sound, Jack threw open the door, and beheld Quilt kneeling over Thames, who'se hands and feet were bound with cords, and about to plunge his sword into his breast.
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