I’m afraid I’m a terribly clumsy fellow. "'Faith, an' you may say that," returned a watchman, who was wiping a ruddy stream from his brow; "they've broken the paice, and our pates into the bargain. Brute! Fool! To have come to her on such an errand. ’ ‘So I heard. Wood's. Well aware that the doors in this passage were much stronger than those in the entry he had just quitted he was neither surprised nor dismayed to find it fastened by a lock of unusual size. A native of Manchester, he was the son of Kenelm Kneebone, a staunch Catholic, and a sergeant of dragoons, who lost his legs and his life while fighting for James the Second at the battle of the Boyne, and who had little to bequeath his son except his laurels and his loyalty to the house of Stuart. If you owe your confinement to me, you shall owe your liberation to me, also. Before you have lived—” He became darkly prophetic.
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