“I am off to-night,” he said. " "Go on, tell me," he urged, enchanted. Luckily, they were not easily discomposed. ’ ‘Who is that?’ demanded Lucilla eagerly. ‘No, you don’t. But the free arm of the stranger hit him a flail-like blow on the chest and sent him sprawling into the yielding sand. CHAPTER XXII. Some rustic hand had written upon the door "JACK SHEPPARD'S CAGE;" and upon the wall was affixed a large placard describing his person, and offering a reward for his capture. In the evening, a band of village musicians, accompanied by most of the young inhabitants of Willesden, strolled out to Dollis Hill, where they formed a rustic concert under the great elm before the door. "Quilt Arnold, is that you?" "It is, Sir," sputtered the janizary. "I was just going," said Thames. ‘I am nine-and-twenty,’ he answered. Corbet Kynaston, then? Sir John Packington's courier was here yesterday. “Just seems like a nice place to get away to, especially since it seems to attract pretty girls. ” “Yes.
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