"She is.

The monster, Wild, when he visited my dungeon last night, told me, to add to my misery, that she occupied a cell near me." "Arm yourself with that ruffian's weapons," replied Jack, "and let us search for her." Thames complied.

But he was so feeble, that it seemed scarcely possible he could offer any effectual resistance in case of an attack.
"Lean on me," said Jack.
Taking the light, they then proceeded along the passage.

There was no other door in it, and Jack therefore struck into another entry which branched off to the right.

They had not proceeded far when a low moan was heard.
"She is here," cried Jack, darting forward.
A few steps brought him to the door of the vault in which his mother was immured.