And this shall be your diet till you die." "Prisoner at the bar," continued the clerk of the court, "he against whom this judgment is given, forfeits his goods to the king." An awful silence prevailed throughout the court.

Every eye was fixed upon the prisoner.

But, as he made no answer, he was removed.
Before the full sentence was carried into execution, he was taken into a small room adjoining the court.

Here Marvel, the executioner, who was in attendance, was commanded by Wild to tie his thumbs together, which he did with whipcord so tightly, that the string cut to the bone.

But, as this produced no effect, and did not even elicit a groan, the prisoner was carried back to Newgate.
The Press Room, to which Blueskin was conveyed on his arrival at the jail, was a small square chamber, walled and paved with stone.