ready, but must my poor boy feel thy cruelty. I hope that good Sir William will protect us, for my son is as innocent as a child; I am sure he is, and never did harm to man."
"Madam," replied the good man, "your wishes for his safety are not greater than mine; but I am sorry to find his guilt too plain; and if my nephew persists———"But the appearance of Jenkinson and the gaoler's two servants now called off our attention, who entered, haling in a tall man, very genteelly drest, and answering the description already given of the ruffian who had carried off my daughter— "Here," cried Jenkinson, pulling him in, "here we have him, and if ever there was a candidate for tyburn, this is one."
The moment Mr. Thornhill perceived the prisoner, and Jenkinson, who had himin
