Afraid, no doubt, he thought grimly, that her other visitor would leave. "You are, Sir," thundered Jonathan; "and, unless you find him, you shan't hold your place a week. He was placed in a coach, handcuffed, and heavily fettered, and guarded by a vast posse of officers to Temple Bar, where a fresh relay of constables escorted him to Westminster. My wife—killed me. Hearing the distant shouts, these fellows rushed down to the entrance of the court, and arrived there just as Jack passed it. With this view he struck off into a narrow street on the left, and soon entered a small alehouse, over the door of which hung the sign of the "Welsh Trumpeter.
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