his Escape, she disobey’d his orders, as when being requir’d to attend at the Door of the Condemn’d-Hold by Nine, or Ten in the Morning to facilitate his Endeavours, she came not till the Evening, which he said, was an ungrateful Return for the care he had taken in setting her at Liberty from New-Prison; and thus Justify’d himself in what he had done, and said he car’d not what became of her.

He was also Examined about Mr. Martin’s Watches; and whether Page was privy to that Robbery; he carefully guarded himself against uttering any thing that might affect him, peremptorily declar’d him Innocent of that, as well as of being privy to his Escape, and said, that he only out of Kindness, as being an old Companion, was resolv’d to share in his Fortunes after he had Escap’d.

He was again continually meditating a second Escape, as appear’d by his own Hardiness, and the Instruments found upon him, on Saturday the 12th, and Wednesday the 16th of September, the first Time a small File was found conceal’d in his Bible, and the second Time two Files, a Chisel and an Hammer being hid in the Rushes of a Chair; and whenever a Question was mov’d to him, when, or by what Means those Implements came to his Hands; he would passionately fly out, and say, How can you? you always ask me these, and such like Questions; and in a particular manner, when he was ask’d, Whether his Companion Page was an Accomplice with him, either in the affair of the Watches, or any other? (he reply’d) That if he knew, he would give no direct Answer, thinking it to be a Crime in him to detect the Guilty.

It was thought necessary by the Keepers to remove him from the Condemn’d-Hold to a Place, call’d the Castle, in the Body of the Goal, and to Chain him down to two large Iron Staples in the Floor; the Concourse of People of tolerable Fashion to see him was exceeding Great, he was always Chearful and Pleasant to a Degree, as turning almost every thing as was said into a Jest and Banter.

Being one Sunday at the Chapel, a Gentleman belonging to the Lord Mayor, ask’d a Turnkey, Which was Sheppard, the Man pointed to him?  Says Sheppard, yes Sir, I am the Sheppard_, and all the Goalers in the Town are my Flock, and I cannot stir into the Country, but they are all at my Heels_ Baughing, after me, &c.

He told Mr. Robins, the City Smith, That he had procur’d him a small Job, and that whoever it was that put the Spikes on the Condemn’d-Hold was an honest Man, for a better peice of Metal, says he, I never wrought upon in my Life.

He was loth to believe his frequent Robberies were an Injury to the Public, for he us’d to say, That if they were ill in one Respect, they were as good in another, and that though he car’d not for Working much himself, yet he was desirous that others should not stand Idle, more especially those of his own Trade, who were always Repairing of his Breaches.