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Title: Life on the road : or, Claude, Turpin, and Jack, being a complete account of the most daring adventures of the notorious highwaymen, Claude Duval, Dick Turpin, and Sixteen-string Jack
Year: 1800 (1800s)
Authors: Robert M. De Witt (Firm), publisher
Subjects: Penny dreadfuls
Publisher: New York, N.Y. : Robert M. De Witt
Contributing Library: Brandeis University Libraries
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tionswere likely to be, we may in some measure judge from what we know of hiscowardly character. He now cried in a perfect paroxysm of fear for almostan hour, and then he fancied he heard a footstep approaching do^vn the narrowpassage from which his cell, in connection with many others, opened. He lis-tened attentively, and when he at length heard the footstep pause at thedoor of the miserable place in which he was, and the bolts being removed, ahope that, after all, he should be delivered from confinement, sprang up in hisbreast, and he cried out-^ Im here—Im here ! The door swung open, and the governor made his appearance. Oh, its you, said Tom. Yes, said the governor, as he carefully closed the door behind him, andset down the light he carried upon the floor— yes, it is I. There was something about the governors manner that gave Tom somequalms of fear, and then there was something likewise about the look of hisface that was far from pleasant or encouraging to him, Tom Brereton.
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DICK TURPIN, AND SIXTEEN-STRING JACK, 129 The position of the light, too, so low down as it was, cast some very strangeshadows upon the governors countenance, and made him look rather diabolical,as with folded arms he stood now glaring at Tom Brereton as though he expect-ed him first to begin a dialogue, which could not be expected to be very delight-ful to either of them. This Tom was in no hurry to do, but yet he was oneof those weak-resolved personages who cannot endure silence for long, and nowthat he saw, or thought he saw, that the governor was determined not to sayanything first, he spoke— So you have come to see me, have you ? he said. Yes, idiot, said the governor. Well, thats polite, at any rate, old fellow. A scowl stopped the familiar jocosity with which Tom would have been gladto carry on the conversation. I dont come here for folly and ribaldry. said the governor. •• Oh! No; it is business with me. I am in danger. Well, so am I, said Tom, What is your danger to me,

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