Charles Peace, or The Adventures of a Notorious BurglarAnonymous
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Charles Peace, or The Adventures of a Notorious Burglar
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Burglars -- England -- London -- Biography; Murderers -- England -- London -- Biography; Peace, Charles Frederick, 1832-1879
“You may well call it murder, you vagabond,” exclaimed one of the
prisoners. “I know all about the villainous transaction, and lost my
fortune by that and other swindles of a similar description.”
“Well, don’t fall foul of me, master,” cried the gipsy, who eyed the
speaker curiously. “There’s no call to use hard words now, seeing that
we are here in limbo together.”
“Go on,” said the other prisoner. “I acknowledge that it was not your
fault, but those who bribed you. Go on; I will not again interrupt
you.”
“Well, as I said, out comes the murder,” said the gipsy, in
continuation.
“Jim followed me when away from the stables like my shadow, till late
one evening he got me into a by-lane.
“I saw something was a coming from the expression of his countenance,
and I was not mistaken.
“‘I want to say a few words to you upon business matters,’ said he.
“‘All right,’ ses I; ‘fire away. I’m all ears.’
“‘Well,’ he murmured, ‘this is a queer world, and there are a lot of
queer people in it. Some on ’em are fools, and some are rogues. If you
try to live honestly you are doomed to remain a beggar, or next door
to one.’
“‘I found that out a long time ago.’
“‘Did you? Ah, I suppose so. I think we shall be able to understand
one another.’
“‘Ah, I dare say we shall――leastways, I hope so. I aint too
particular, you know.’
“‘I have brought with me a hundred pounds. You may have it upon one
condition.’
“‘And what might that be?’ I inquired.
“‘Your colt and filly!’ he replied, with a meaning look. ‘In my pocket
are six balls. I want one given to each of them to-night, one
to-morrow morning, and one again to-morrow night.’
“‘Oh!’ I ejaculated, for his proposition had almost taken my breath
away. ‘That’s it, is it? You want me to poison the poor brutes.’
“‘No, no,’ he quickly answered; ‘not poison――only opium; the animals
will be all the better for it――their legs will be saved. They will go
down in character for this two thousand stake, but come out another
day low in the list, to the surprise of the knowing ones.’
“‘I don’t like the job,’ I exclaimed, ‘that I tell you plainly――I
don’t like it at all.’
“‘That may be, but you’ll do it――you must!’
“‘When am I to touch?’ said I.
“‘Immediately after the race comes off. Our people are honourable, and
just in all their dealings.’”
“Oh, oh!” exclaimed half a dozen of the prisoners, simultaneously.
“In a manner of speaking,” returned the gipsy. “That’s what Jim wished
me to understand. He said he would take their word for thousands.
“Well, I took the balls――the colt and filly ran like cows, and I got
the coin.
“Three times afterwards I did the physicking game while in my
employer’s service. I believe he suspected something, and discharged
one man after another, till it came to my turn, and I was sent adrift
without a character.
“‘And serve you right, too,’ said Peace. ‘What else could you expect?’
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