“But, Mr. Wild,” implored the turnkeys. “I've said it,” rejoined Jonathan, peremptorily. “And you, Marvel, you must have been a party--” “I, Sir!” “If he's not found, I'll get a new hangman.” “Zounds!” cried Marvel, “I--” “Hush!” whispered the tapstress, “or I retract my promise.” “Mrs. Spurling,” said Jonathan, who overheard the whisper, “you owe your situation to me. If you have aided Jack Sheppard's escape, you shall owe your discharge to me also.” “As you please, Sir,” replied the tapstress, coolly. “And the next time Captain Darrell wants a witness, I promise you he shan't look for one in vain.” “Ha! hussy, dare you threaten?” cried Wild; but, checking himself, he turned to Ireton and asked, “How long have the women been gone?” “Scarcely five minutes,” replied the latter. “One of you fly to the market,” returned Jonathan; “another to the river; a third to the New Mint. Disperse in every direction. We'll have him yet. A hundred pounds to the man who takes him.” So saying, he rushed out, followed by Ireton and Langley. “A hundred pounds!” exclaimed Shotbolt. “That's a glorious reward. Do you think he'll pay it?” “I'm sure of it,” replied Austin. “Then I'll have it before to-morrow morning,” said the keeper of the New Prison, to himself. “If Jack Sheppard sups with Mr. Kneebone, I'll make one of the party.” END VOLUME II End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Jack Sheppard, Vol. II (of III), by W. Harrison Ainsworth