‘But only think, Hilary,’ Lucy protested, evidently too involved in her theory to waste time in scolding. ’ ‘But what do you want it for, miss?’ ‘But to protect myself. He upset some one —probably Mr. And Pottiswick, of course. Of this man Kneebone resolved to go in pursuit; and leaving Jack in charge of the constable, he proceeded to the small inn,—which bore then, as it bears now, the name of the Six Bells,—where, summoning the hostler, his steed was instantly brought him, and, springing on its back, he rode away at full speed. Annabel a murderess! It was not possible. Lucy looked at the stains on the threadbare carpeting to distract herself, embarrassed to her core. " Quarter of an hour later O'Higgins stepped off the gangplank. As she went on, the story began to sound more and more like a recitation. In the midst of them there was a cart with a man in it—and that man was Jack—my son Jack—they were going to hang him. This vessel is now in the river, off Wapping.
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