Gerald glanced down and saw her dash at a spread of blood on his own hand, only now realising that her dagger had found its mark. His revelry, however, was put an end at the expiration of the time mentioned by Jonathan, by the entrance of a posse of constables with Quilt Arnold and Abraham Mendez at their head. "Sir Rowland must be gone. It was a pity he didn't break his neck, for he was hanged within the year. . Good night! God bless you!" Upon this, there was a great shaking of hands, with renewed apologies and protestations of friendship on both sides; after which Mr. " "Wretch!" cried Mrs. " "It was her own fault," observed Blueskin, moodily. "You've won your wager. " "Poor Jack!" exclaimed Thames.
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