’ ‘I was called in, ma’am, to catch a French spy—at least, that is what Pottiswick thought. It was Martin, she could hear his heart beat. By this time, the door was unlocked, and drawing his sword, Quilt entered the cell. She tried to compose her thoughts, to think of the last six months, to steep herself in the calm beauty of the surroundings. ” “You are a marvellous courier,” she declared, as they passed into the street. There was a maiden aunt who lived in the North who might let her live there for a few weeks until she disappeared. To be sure," he added, lowering his tone, "they wos little 'uns, and one on 'em was smothered—ough! ough!—how this cough chokes me!" Sheppard, meanwhile, whose hands were at liberty, managed to possess himself, unperceived, of the spike of a halbert, which was lying, apart from the pole, upon a bench near him. It’s just to feel—one owns one’s self. I don’t quite know why. Taking his new purchase under his arm, Jack proceeded to a small tavern in the same street, where, having ordered dinner, he went to a bed-room to attire himself.