“You shall have the money,” replied the earl, in the same tone. “Enough,” said the man. “I know you will fulfil your promise. Take that letter. It will tell you who I am.” But for this timely aid the earl might have been stopped by the guard at the Middle Tower. However, he soon got clear of the fortress, and passing through the Bulwark Gate, plunged into the fog that enveloped Tower Hill. V.--GENERAL FORSTER'S ESCAPE FROM NEWGATE. |A very jovial time the prisoners in Newgate had of it. Supplied with plenty of money by their friends, they could obtain whatever they wanted; and better wine and better punch were drunk in Newgate than at any tavern in town. The prison, indeed, resembled nothing so much as a large inn, where the numerous guests were feasting and carousing from morning till night. The majority of the prisoners persuaded themselves that in consequence of their surrender they should be very leniently treated, but come what might, they resolved to make the most of the present moment. Ordinarily a sort of barrack, called the King's Bench Ward, was occupied by debtors, but in consequence of the excessively, crowded state of the jail, this large chamber, which was partitioned off for beds, served as a dormitory for a portion of the rebels, while they dined, supped, drank punch, smoked pipes, played cards, dice, and draughts, in the Debtors' Hall. Driven from their quarters, the luckless debtors took refuge on the felons' side or in the cellar. Private bed-chambers, and small private apartments, for which enormous fees were demanded by the governor, Mr. Pitts, were provided for some of the insurgent leaders. The best bedroom in the prison, which had formerly been occupied by Lord Russell and Count Koningsmark, and more recently by Count Guiscard, was let to General Forster. Charles Radclyffe and Colonel Oxburgh were each furnished with a good room, but Brigadier Mackintosh did not care how he was accommodated. The chief officers had their own mess-table, at which they were very well served, and friends constantly dined with them. The prison, indeed, was as full of visitors as inmates, and the prisoners were just as cheerful as their guests. A great deal of sympathy was felt for the unfortunate Jacobite gentlemen by the fair sex, who flocked to Newgate to express it. The prisoners were highly gratified by their attention, and exceedingly delighted to see them, and the lodge was so beset by sedan-chairs and coaches, and so thronged by ladies in fine dresses and loo-masks that it looked more like the entrance to a masquerade than the approach to a gloomy dungeon. Notwithstanding his reverses, and though he was severely censured by his own party, General Forster maintained his cheerfulness. On Dorothy's arrival in town he was constantly visited by her, and it is probable she suggested a plan of escape to him.