The Night-Cellar XVIII. "I'm your dupe no longer. I have suspected him of possessing a skeleton key to my apartments. He was placed in a coach, handcuffed, and heavily fettered, and guarded by a vast posse of officers to Temple Bar, where a fresh relay of constables escorted him to Westminster. "'This is the way in which I will serve all who attempt to apprehend me. Will you let me go out of this room?” “No,” cried Ramage; “hear me out! I’ll have that satisfaction, anyhow. Their momentary absence seemed to have worked wonders; for now the most perfect understanding appeared to subsist between them. But I'll be more lenient, and content myself with merely chastising you, on condition—" "You may do as you please, master," interrupted Jack, thrusting his hand into his pocket, as if in search of the knife; "but I wouldn't advise you to lay hands on me again. “Be so good as to stand away from that door at once, sir,” Brendon ordered. Kneebone began to dispense the fragrant fluid; begging Mrs. Well, I am Nigel Ennison’s sister!” “Oh!” Anna said.
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