But Jack did not heed them.

His looks were fixed on his old benefactor.
"God in Heaven bless you, unhappy boy!" cried.

Wood, bursting into tears, "God bless you!" Jack extended his hand towards him, and looked anxiously for Thames; but he was nowhere to be seen.

A severe pang shot through Jack's heart, and he would have given worlds if he possessed them to have seen his friend once more.

The wish was vain: and, endeavouring to banish every earthly thought, he addressed himself deeply and sincerely to prayer.
While this was passing, Jonathan had ridden back to Marvel to tell him that all was ready, and to give him his last instructions.
"You'll lose no time," said the thief-taker.