Tom King

In fact, we are not afraid to go to the length of saying that scarcely ever have existed two such infernal villains as they were, and as succeeding events will prove them to be.

Tom King grew fairly weary before he reached the door of the cell in which he was to be placed.

So many passages did they have to traverse and flights of steps to descend.

At last one of the turnkeys, who walked in advance carrying a light, came to a stand and said,

then followed the grating of rusty bolts as they were withdrawn from their rusty sockets and the rattle of a key in the lock.

Then the door swung open.

The man with the light entered first, then Clark and Tom King followed.

Dixon, who was the smith and whose duty it was to rivet and unrivet the prisoners' fetters, brought up the rear.