At this juncture, a cry burst from the child, who, nearly smothered by the weight imposed upon him, only recovered the use of his lungs as Wood altered the position of the bundle. At this moment, the landlord of the Crown, a jovial-looking stout personage, with a white apron round his waist, issued from the house, bearing a large wooden bowl filled with ale, which he offered to Jack, who instantly rose to receive it. Steps to aid the descent, which was too steep to be safe without them, led to, a door on the opposite side. "My chickens are hatched, or, at least, nearly so," replied Shotbolt, with increased merriment. ‘I allow anyone in. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. You are welcome to proclaim yourself ‘Alcide’ if you will. “Annabel at last,” he shouted. ” She eyed him scornfully. Perhaps I've been mad all these years; I don't know. Every gibbet at Tyburn and Hounslow appeared to have been plundered of its charnel spoil to enrich the adjoining cabinet, so well was it stored with skulls and bones, all purporting to be the relics of highwaymen famous in their day. '" "Let me see," cried Jack, snatching the paper, and eagerly perusing the advertisement. " "Here's a particular account of Jack's many robberies and escapes," roared the hawker,—"how he broke into the house of his master, Mr. “All these days I have taken her for you.
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