By this time, Jack's reputation had risen to such a height with the populace,—his exploits having become the universal theme of discourse, that the streets were almost impassable for the crowds collected to obtain a view of him. ’ She had given nothing away. With this view he struck off into a narrow street on the left, and soon entered a small alehouse, over the door of which hung the sign of the "Welsh Trumpeter. "Devil!" cried Jack; "that blow shall cost you your life. Their faces were masks of abject horror, sunken and shriveled, their cheekbones protruding.
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