The skipper obeyed, and in another moment, they swept through the narrow lock. It proved to be a human head, though with scarcely a vestige of the features remaining. Earles answered, glibly. The door was too strong, and too well secured, to break open,—the walls too thick: but the ceiling,—if he could reach it—there, he doubted not, he could make an outlet. It was Jack, wasn’t it?’ ‘Aye, s-sir.
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