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Bar after bar disappeared, and when Guzzy finally stopped to rest, Beigh saw a small square of black sky, unobstructed by any bars whatever. "Now," whispered Guzzy, "I'll drop in a small box you can stand on, so you can put your hands out and let me file off your irons. I brought a file or two, thinking they might come handy."
Five minutes later the convict, his hands unbound, crawled through the window, and was helped to the ground by Guzzy. Seizing the file from the little bookkeeper, Beigh commenced freeing his feet. Suddenly he stopped and whispered: "You'd better go now. I can take care of myself, but if those cursed officers should take a notion to look around, it would go hard with you. Run, God bless you, run!"
It was months before Bowerton gossip descended again to its normal level; for a few weeks after the escape of Beigh, little Guzzy, who had never been supposed to have unusual credit, and whose family certainly hadn't any money, left his employer and started an opposition store.
If they can saw a rifle-barrel in two in five minutes, you ought to get out of here inside of an hour." "Not quite," whispered Beigh. "My hands and feet are ironed." "Then I'll do the job myself," whispered Guzzy, as he applied the tool to one of the bars; "for it will be daylight within two hours."
"Here's a description," said one of the officers, "in an advertisement: 'Escaped from the Penitentiary, on the th instant, William Beigh, alias Bay Billy, alias Handsome; age, twenty-eight; height, five feet ten; complexion dark, hair black, eyes dark brown, mole on left cheek; general appearance handsome, manly, and intelligent. A skillful and dangerous burglar.
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