Paul Clifford — CompleteLytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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Paul Clifford — Complete
Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
Brigands and robbers -- Fiction
So judicious a decision could not fail of satisfying the husband; and
the audience became from that moment enlightened as to a very remarkable
truth,--namely, that five days out of seven bear a peculiarly small
proportion to the remaining two; and that people in England have so
prodigious a love for punishment that though it is not worth while to
release an innocent woman from prison five days sooner than one would
otherwise have done, it is exceedingly well worth while to commit her to
prison for seven!
When the husband, passing his rough hand across his eyes, and muttering
some vulgar impertinence or another had withdrawn, Mr. Saunders said,--
“Here be Bill Troutling, your worship!”
“Oh, well,” quoth the justice; “and now, Mr. Eustace Fitz---- Hallo,
how's this! Where are Mr. William Howard Russell and his friend Mr.
Eustace Fitzherbert?”
“Echo answered,--where?”
Those noble gentlemen, having a natural dislike to be confronted with so
low a person as Mr. Bill Troutling, had, the instant public interest was
directed from them, silently disappeared from a scene where their rank
in life seemed so little regarded. If, reader, you should be anxious
to learn from what part of the world the transitory visitants appeared,
know that they were spirits sent by that inimitable magician, Long Ned,
partly to report how matters fared in the court; for Mr. Pepper, in
pursuance of that old policy which teaches that the nearer the fox is
to the hunters, the more chance he has of being overlooked, had,
immediately on his abrupt departure from Paul, dived into a house in
the very street where his ingenuity had displayed itself, and in which
oysters and ale nightly allured and regaled an assembly that, to speak
impartially, was more numerous than select. There had he learned how
a pickpocket had been seized for unlawful affection to another man's
watch; and there, while he quietly seasoned his oysters, had he, with
his characteristic acuteness, satisfied his mind by the conviction that
that arrested unfortunate was no other than Paul. Partly, therefore,
as a precaution for his own safety, that he might receive early
intelligence should Paul's defence make a change of residence expedient,
and partly (out of the friendliness of fellowship) to back his companion
with such aid as the favourable testimony of two well-dressed persons,
little known “about town,” might confer, he had despatched those
celestial beings who had appeared under the mortal names of Eustace
Fitzherbert and William Howard Russell to the imperial court of Justice
Burnflat. Having thus accounted for the apparition (the disapparition
requires no commentary) of Paul's “friends,” we return to Paul himself.
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