Unlocking several doors, he came to a dark vault, that would have rivalled the gloomiest cell in Newgate, into which he thrust Thames, and fastened the door.
"Go to the pump, Nab," he said, when this was done, "and fill a pail with water.

We must wash out those stains up stairs, and burn the cloth.
Blood, they say, won't come out.

But I never found any truth in the saying.

When I've had an hour's rest, I'll be after Blueskin.".