He put it carefully aside, resolved to defer the attempt till night.

Time wore on somewhat slowly with the prisoner, who had to control his impatience in the best way he could; but as the shades of evening were darkening, the door was unlocked, and Mr.Dump popped his head into the cage.

He brought another small loaf, and a can with which he replenished the pitcher, recommending Jack to be careful, as he would get nothing further till morning.

To this Jack replied, that he should be perfectly contented, provided he might have a small allowance of gin.

The latter request, though treated with supreme contempt by Mr.Dump, made an impression on some one outside; for not long after the constable departed, Jack heard a tap at the door, and getting up at the summons, he perceived the tube of a pipe inserted between the bars.