'The tide,' cried the murderer, as he staggered back into theroom, and shut the faces out, 'the tide was in as I came up.Give me a rope, a long rope. They're all in front. I may dropinto the Folly Ditch, and clear off that way. Give me a rope, orI shall do three more murders and kill myself.。， 'Tell yer what?' asked the sleepy Noah, shaking himself pettishy.
The judge assumed the black cap, and the prisoner still stoodwith the same air and gesture. A woman in the gallery, utteredsome exclamation, called forth by this dread solemnity; he lookedhastily up as if angry at the interruption, and bent forward yetmore attentively. The address was solemn and impressive; thesentence fearful to hear. But he stood, like a marble figure,without the motion of a nerve. His haggard face was still thrustforward, his under-jaw hanging down, and his eyes staring outbefore him, when the jailer put his hand upon his arm, andbeckoned him away. He gazed stupidly about him for an instant,and obeyed.。，
。， 'Bill,' cried the girl, striving to lay her head upon his breast,'the gentleman and that dear lady, told me to-night of a home insome foreign country where I could end my days in solitude andpeace. Let me see them again, and beg them, on my knees, to showthe same mercy and goodness to you; and let us both leave thisdreadful place, and far apart lead better lives, and forget howwe have lived, except in prayers, and never see each other more.It is never too late to repent. They told me so--I feel itnow--but we must have time--a little, little time!'
。， It being now dark, the shutter was closed, and a candle lightedand placed upon the table. The terrible events of the last twodays had made a deep impression on all three, increased by thedanger and uncertainty of their own position. They drew theirchairs closer together, starting at every sound. They spokelittle, and that in whispers, and were as silent and awe-strickenas if the remains of the murdered woman lay in the next room.
The day passed off. Day? There was no day; it was gone as soonas come--and night came on again; night so long, and yet soshort; long in its dreadful silence, and short in its fleetinghours. At one time he raved and blasphemed; and at anotherhowled and tore his hair. Venerable men of his own persuasionhad come to pray beside him, but he had driven them away withcurses. They renewed their charitable efforts, and he beat themoff.。，
The nearest voices took up the cry, and hundreds echoed it. Somecalled for ladders, some for sledge-hammers; some ran withtorches to and fro as if to seek them, and still came back androared again; some spent their breath in impotent curses andexecrations; some pressed forward with the ecstasy of madmen, andthus impeded the progress of those below; some among the boldestattempted to climb up by the water-spout and crevices in thewall; and all waved to and fro, in the darkness beneath, like afield of corn moved by an angry wind: and joined from time totime in one loud furious roar.。，
Sikes carried his eyes slowly up the wall behind him: rathertrying to turn his head than actually doing it: and said,'Is--it--the body--is it buried?'。， 'Let it be,' said Sikes, thrusting his hand before her. 'There'senough light for wot I've got to do.'
。， He laid his hand upon a chair which stood in the middle of theroom, but shuddering as he was about to drop into it, and seemingto glance over his shoulder, dragged it back close to thewall--as close as it would go--and ground it against it--and satdown.