"Only Jack's two wives—Edgeworth Bess and Poll Maggot," replied Austin, laughing. “My only answer would be to ask you to look at that mirror and then at the poster. Hastening in the direction of the sound, he discovered Thames Darrell, stretched upon the ground. Jack was almost afraid of speaking; but at length he summoned courage to call out "Mother!" "Who's there?" asked a faint voice from the bed. We had not then recovered from the shock. We leave England to-night. I’m starving. The postilion obeyed, and dashed off as hard as his horses could gallop along the beautiful road leading to Neasdon and Willesden, just as the serving-men made their appearance. . . This formidable person, who was no other than the renowned Figg, the "Atlas of the sword," as he is termed by Captain Godfrey, had removed his hat and "skull covering," and was wiping the heat from his bepatched and closeshaven pate. "By desire of his Majesty," said the jailer, consequentially.
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