"Depend upon it, Sir."
"Go with him to Tyburn,—never lose sight of him till the noose is tied. Where's Marvel?"
"Here, Sir," replied the executioner.
"A hundred guineas if you hang Jack Sheppard. I have it about me. Take it, if I die."
"Never fear, Sir," replied Marvel.
"Oh! that I could live to see it," gasped Jonathan. And with a hideous expression of pain, he fainted.
"He's dead," exclaimed Austin.
"I am content," said Jack. "My mother is avenged. Take me to the Stone Room. Blueskin, you are a true friend."
The body of Jonathan was then conveyed to his own habitation, while Jack was taken to the Middle Stone Room, and ironed in the manner Wild had directed.