He made his escape through a stable and through a woodyard.
Resistance was offered by a man on the premises, but Peace pulled out his revolver and threatened to shoot him; and the man, intimidated, let him get clear away.
PEACE’S FLIGHT FROM NOTTINGHAM.
After that he was constantly concerned in robberies until the occasion of the great silk robbery, for the perpetrator of which £50 reward was offered. That was just before we came to London.
The silk was disposed of by Mrs. Adamson, and the detectives came to her house two or three days after. Ward, as I then called him, and I were sitting together. We were living together you know, sir, then——the fact is we were in bed together. I was asleep, but the noise the officers made on entering awoke me.
I said, “Oh, Mr. G.,” that is the name of the officer who first entered the room. He stood astonished when he saw me. “Oh, Mr. G.,” I said, “let me get out of this.”
He said, “I am surprised to see you, Mrs. Bailey.”
The men turned to the convict Peace and said to him, “What is your name?”
“John Ward,” was the rather sullen reply.
“What do you do for a living?” the officer next asked.