Didactic fiction; Domestic fiction; England -- Fiction; Married women -- Fiction
“I’ll shew you what I dare,” cries the bailiff; and again ordered the
followers to lay hold of their prisoner, saying, “He has assaulted me
already, and endeavoured a rescue. I shan’t trust such a fellow to walk
at liberty. A gentleman, indeed! ay, ay, Newgate is the properest place
for such gentry; as arrant carrion as ever was carried thither.”
The fellows then both laid violent hands on Booth, and the bailiff stept
to the door to order a coach; when, on a sudden, the whole scene was
changed in an instant; for now the serjeant came running out of breath
into the room; and, seeing his friend the captain roughly handled by two
ill-looking fellows, without asking any questions stept briskly up to
his assistance, and instantly gave one of the assailants so violent a
salute with his fist, that he directly measured his length on the floor.
Booth, having by this means his right arm at liberty, was unwilling to
be idle, or entirely to owe his rescue from both the ruffians to the
serjeant; he therefore imitated the example which his friend had
set him, and with a lusty blow levelled the other follower with his
companion on the ground.
The bailiff roared out, “A rescue, a rescue!” to which the serjeant
answered there was no rescue intended. “The captain,” said he, “wants
no rescue. Here are some friends coming who will deliver him in a better
manner.”
The bailiff swore heartily he would carry him to Newgate in spite of all
the friends in the world.
“You carry him to Newgate!” cried the serjeant, with the highest
indignation. “Offer but to lay your hands on him, and I will knock your
teeth down your ugly jaws.” Then, turning to Booth, he cried, “They will
be all here within a minute, sir; we had much ado to keep my lady from
coming herself; but she is at home in good health, longing to see your
honour; and I hope you will be with her within this half-hour.”
And now three gentlemen entered the room; these were an attorney, the
person whom the serjeant had procured in the morning to be his bail with
Colonel James, and lastly Doctor Harrison himself.
The bailiff no sooner saw the attorney, with whom he was well acquainted
(for the others he knew not), than he began, as the phrase is, to pull
in his horns, and ordered the two followers, who were now got again on
their legs, to walk down-stairs.
“So, captain,” says the doctor, “when last we parted, I believe we
neither of us expected to meet in such a place as this.”
“Indeed, doctor,” cries Booth, “I did not expect to have been sent
hither by the gentleman who did me that favour.”
“How so, sir?” said the doctor; “you was sent hither by some person, I
suppose, to whom you was indebted. This is the usual place, I apprehend,
for creditors to send their debtors to. But you ought to be more
surprized that the gentleman who sent you hither is come to release you.
Mr. Murphy, you will perform all the necessary ceremonials.”
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