Cautioning the knight, if he valued his neck, to tread carefully, Jonathan then descended a steep flight of steps; and, having reached the bottom in safety, he pushed open a door, that swung back on its hinges as soon as it had admitted him; and, followed by Trenchard, entered the night-cellar. The old man was conducted to Jack's cell by the turnkey, who remained near him during their interview. It was an intimate smell, the unmistakable scent of him and another woman. I struck him across the mouth, and across the eyes. ‘It is not your affair. I offer you my assistance on certain terms. You are my prisoner, murderer. She dared not say the word aloud, not even to herself. So go up-stairs and get your things together while I look out for a hansom.
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