It came again. ‘Difficult, I grant you. Beyond the steps was a pole-chair in readiness. Sir Cecil, who with Rowland and some others had entered the room rushed to the window with a torch. The eyes left him, searching beside the chair for her cane. His struggles were so violent, that, being a man of tremendous strength, it was some time before they could master him, and it required the combined efforts of all the four partners to put him into irons. She stepped backwards. The Committee of Secrecy—that English Council of Ten—were sitting, with Walpole at their head; and the most extraordinary discoveries were reported to be made. At this time of universal havoc and despair,—when all London quaked at the voice of the storm,—the carpenter, who was exposed to its utmost fury, fared better than might have been anticipated. Sheppard, if you please, Ma'am," interrupted the lad; "I allow nobody to call me Jack.
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