He halted,--looked fearfully around,--stopped again, and exclaimed aloud, "I don't like the job; and yet it must be done, or Mr.Wild will hang me." With this, he appeared to pluck up his courage, and stepped forward more boldly.
"Some dreadful deed is about to be committed, which I may perhaps prevent," muttered Jack to himself.

"Heaven grant I may not be too late!" Followed by Jack Sheppard, who kept sufficiently near him to watch his proceedings, and yet not expose himself, Quilt unlocked one or two doors which he left open, and after winding his way along a gloomy passage, arrived at the door of a vault.

Here he set down the lamp, and took out a key, and as he did so the expression of his countenance was so atrocious, that Jack felt assured he was not wrong in his suspicions.
By this time, the door was unlocked, and drawing his sword, Quilt entered the cell.

The next moment, an exclamation was heard in the voice of Thames.

Darting forward at this sound, Jack threw open the door, and beheld Quilt kneeling over Thames, who'se hands and feet were bound with cords, and about to plunge his sword into his breast.