‘I am far from imagining anything of the kind. I think we rest here until to-morrow?” There was a brief silence. Fortunately, the window was not far from the ground; so opening it gently, he dropped into a backyard, and from thence got into the street. He wore a silk hat a little tilted, and a morning coat buttoned round a tight, contained figure; and a white slip gave a finish to his costume and endorsed the quiet distinction of his tie. “It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. Jack, meanwhile, with Blueskin's assistance, had set the table once more upon its legs, and placing writing materials, which he took from a shelf, upon it, made Shotbolt, who was still gagged, but whose arms were for the moment unbound, sit down before them.
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