“You have the temperament,” he said. “My sister is sure to be out. What is he—English or American?" "American. A faint, delightfully humorous smile parted her lips. Jack, however, had an expedient for mastering this difficulty. Throwing the blanket over his left arm and shouldering the iron bar, he again clambered up the chimney; regained the Red Room; hurried along the first passage; crossed the Chapel; threaded the entry to the Lower Leads; and, in less than ten minutes after quitting the Castle, had reached the northern extremity of the prison. Tell me, Sir," she added, with forced calmness, and grasping Wood's arm; "what has Jack done? Tell me in a word, that I may know the worst. "I hope you don't imagine anything has gone wrong, Sir.
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