Jonathan caught her in his arms. "What do you want fot that coat, friend?" asked Jack, as he came up. ‘You are dead, you,’ he yelled back, leaping into the seat of the final pew. He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. The prison was two stories high, with a flat roof surmounted by a gilt vane fashioned like a key; and, possessing considerable internal accommodation, it had, in its day, lodged some thousands of disorderly personages. "What did you say to him?" inquired Jonathan, suspiciously. Here, Jem, take the gentleman's horse to the stable—see him dressed and fed directly.
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