Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Vol. 2, No. 8, January, 1851Various
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Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Vol. 2, No. 8, January, 1851
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"Nay," she interrupted--she spoke English, by the way, like a
native--"I'm not such a fool as to be trying the whimpering dodge upon
you. It is a matter of business. You want to find Jem Martin?"
"Ay, truly; but what can _you_ know of him? Surely you are not _yet_
fallen so low as to be the associate or accomplice of burglars?"
"Neither yet, nor likely to be so," replied the woman; "still I could
tell you where to place your hands on James Martin, if I were but sure
of the reward."
"There can be no doubt about that," I answered.
"Then follow me, and before ten minutes are past, you will have secured
your man."
I did so--cautiously, suspiciously; for my adventure three evenings
before, had rendered me unusually circumspect and watchful. She led the
way to the most crowded quarter of St. Giles's, and when she had reached
the entrance of a dark blind alley, called Hine's-court, turned into it,
and beckoned me to follow.
"Nay, nay, Madame Jaubert," I exclaimed, "that won't do. You mean
fairly, I dare say; but I don't enter that respectable alley alone at
this time of night."
She stopped, silent and embarrassed. Presently she said, with a sneer,
"You are afraid, I suppose?"
"Yes, I am."
"What is to be done, then?" she added, after a few moments'
consideration. "He is alone, I assure you."
"That is possible; still I do not enter that _cul-de-sac_ to-night
unaccompanied save by you."
"You suspect me of some evil design, Mr. Waters?" said the woman, with
an accent of reproach. "I thought you might, and yet nothing can be
further from the truth. My sole object is to obtain the reward, and
escape from this life of misery and degradation to my own country, and,
if possible, begin the world respectably again. Why should you doubt
me?"
"How came you acquainted with this robber's haunts?"
"The explanation is easy, but this is not the time for it. Stay--can't
you get assistance?"
"Easily--in less than ten minutes; and, if you are here when I return,
and your information proves correct, I will ask pardon for my
suspicions."
"Be it so," she said, joyfully; "and be quick, for this weather is
terrible."
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