Jackson, to the swig. Lucy grabbed his shirtsleeve, whispering on tiptoe. They've heard quite enough for my purpose," he muttered, as his orders were obeyed, and the domestics excluded. They were those of the Irish watchman. Wood having laid hold of the canvass-bag. CHAPTER XVIII The doctor reached for the key and studied it sombrely. Besides this, the door was crossed and recrossed by iron bars, clenched by broad-headed nails. It was locked.
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