That I am not ignorant of the reward offered for my capture this will show," he added, taking a large placard headed '_Murder_' from his pocket, and throwing it on the floor.

"My demeanour ought to convince you that I came with no hostile intention.
And, to show you that I have no intention of flying, I will myself close and lock the door.

There is the key.

Are you now satisfied ?" "No," interposed Wood, furiously, "I shall never be satisfied till I see you hanged on the highest gibbet at Tyburn." "A time may come when you will be gratified, Mr.Wood," replied Jack, calmly.
"May come!--it _will_ come!--it _shall_ come!" cried the carpenter, shaking his hand menacingly at him.

"I have some difficulty in preventing myself from becoming your executioner.