"Shpeak up, vill you?" cried Abraham, rapping his knuckles against the hatch. A nod was exchanged. There was only one small grated window in this hold, which admitted but little light. “Can’t stop, thanks,” he answered. 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. "Hear! hear!" vociferated Quilt. "We shall meet again ere long, my son," cried Mrs. ’ ‘No, I wouldn’t have believed you. “I have waited for this,” he said, and stood quite still, looking at her until the silence became oppressive. He was plainly attired in a riding-dress and boots of the period, and wore a hanger by his side. " "Iss, Massa Austin," replied the black. “I thought we had discussed that, father.
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