Criminals -- Fiction; Inheritance and succession -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction; Siblings -- Fiction
"She's a bad 'un, sir, take my word for it. I should send her off, sir,
if I wos you. She's bound to get you into trouble."
"It strikes me you will get yourself into trouble, my friend, if you
don't hold your tongue. Ah, here is the man on the next beat. It is he,
isn't it?"
"Yes, sir. He'll see you into the Strand, sir."
"Very well then, here you are. Good night. Come, Miriam."
Saying which the respectable elderly gentleman passed a coin to X103,
and proceeded to button-hole his fellow. They vanished into the
thickness, and virtue rewarded turned his bull's-eye on to the palm of
his hand.
"Ten bob in gold! I'm blowed! He's a good 'un after all, that old rib.
Seemed to know her name, and use it pat enough. H'm!"
And in that last grunt there was a whole world of possibility.
CHAPTER II.
A STRANGE ARRANGEMENT.
When, conceivably out of gratitude and pure philanthropy, this
respectable elderly gentleman took this apparently disreputable, and, by
no means elderly female, under his wing, and in the early morning hours
appeared at the door of a sedate and wholly decorous hostelry, with a
demand for a night's lodging for them both, he ran a very great risk of
being misunderstood. They had been passed on from policeman to policeman
with every care, though the pilotage dues were by no means
inconsiderable. And, strange to say, they were admitted without parley.
Now Miriam had expected a vastly different reception. She was in no way
oblivious to the appearance she presented, and was naturally inclined to
exaggerate, rather than otherwise, its effect, notwithstanding the
irreproachable bearing of her cavalier. The fact that she was received
without demur by the landlady, made it, in her mind, only the more
remarkable. She had a fair idea of the tendencies of her sex. But
evidently the gentleman was known here, such knowledge being--it was
equally evident--beyond question, for Mrs. Perks, to judge by the look
of her, was not one to grant the benefit of any doubt. Her effect upon
blue litmus paper would assuredly have been most striking and
instantaneous. In spite of everything Miriam fell to thinking. But she
was too weary and famished to cogitate for long. She decided to accept
the circumstances as they were.
"Sir," said Mrs. Perks, addressing the elderly gentleman in the
shrillest of voices, "if you only knew what I've suffered this blessed
night--but that you never will. Oh, the awful 'orrors and ghastly
visions I've 'ad of your 'avin' your throat cut from ear to ear, no
less. Bein' a widder, and 'avin' no manly 'eart to lean on since Perks
went below--that is 'is body I should say, for, as is well-known to you,
Mr. Bartons, 'is soul soared straight upwards--I feel these things the
more. Thank God you're 'ere, Mr. Bartons, safe and sound, and not 'acked
about as I seed you in my mind's eye. 'Eaven be praised, I say, for it's
long-sufferin' to us all!"
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