The light of memory flashed in the man’s face. Had Valade been to see him? Possibly even yesterday when he was followed by some young lad—and the girl, of course. Throwing the blanket over his left arm and shouldering the iron bar, he again clambered up the chimney; regained the Red Room; hurried along the first passage; crossed the Chapel; threaded the entry to the Lower Leads; and, in less than ten minutes after quitting the Castle, had reached the northern extremity of the prison. As it is, I'm not sorry for the blunder. Jack Sheppard is now wholly in my hands.
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