There was a murmur or two among the watchers on the bench, but no one ventured to intervene again. He was looking pale and ill. He was never known to err, and was as much dreaded as the jailfever in consequence. CHAPTER XX. "Why, of hanging the fellow who acts as his jackal; one Blake, or Blueskin, I think he's called. And grasping the thick iron rod, she pushed with all her force against it, while Jack seconded her efforts from within.
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