Jack's friends were allowed to visit him,; but as he had openly avowed
his intention of attempting an escape, their proceedings were narrowly watched. He
spent the evening telling her stories of Greece as she sat
in front of a roaring fire. "
"Thames Ditton—is that your name?"
"No," replied the boy, impatiently; "Darrell—Thames Darrell. Sydney sprang up. Try and let him never regret it. “What were you doing?”
Her voice was a little hysterical. At this moment, Blueskin
appeared with the lamp, and revealed a horrible spectacle,—the floor deluged
with blood,—various articles of furniture upset,—papers scattered about,—the
murdered man's cloak, trampled upon, and smeared with gore,—his hat, crushed
and similarly stained,—his sword,—the ensanguined cloth,—with several other
ghastly evidences of the slaughterous deed. "Well, Sir?" gasped Sir Rowland.
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