_Bates._ That the watch found him in their rounds, and alarmed the servants. I mingled with the crowd just now, and saw him dead in his own house. The sight terrified me. _Stu._ Away with terrors, till his ghost rise and accuse us. We have no living enemy to fear--unless 'tis Beverley; and him we have lodged safe in prison. _Bates._ Must He be murdered too? _Stu._ No; I have a scheme to make the law his murderer. At what hour did Lewson fall? _Bates._ The clock struck twelve, just as I turned to leave him. 'Twas a melancholy bell, I thought, tolling for his death. _Stu._ The time was lucky for us. Beverley was arrested at one, you say? [_To Dawson._ _Daw._ Exactly. _Stu._ Good. We'll talk of this presently. The women were with him, I think? _Daw._ And old Jarvis. I would have told you of them last night, but your thoughts were too busy. 'Tis well you have a heart of stone, the tale would melt it else. _Stu._ Out with it then. _Daw._ I traced him to his lodgings; and pretending pity for his misfortunes, kept the door open, while the officers seized him. 'Twas a damned deed--but no matter--I followed my instructions. _Stu._ And what said he? _Daw._ He upbraided me with treachery, called You a villain, acknowledged the sums you had lent him, and submitted to his fortune. _Stu._ And the women-- _Daw._ For a few minutes astonishment kept them silent. They looked wildly at one another, while the tears streamed down their cheeks. But rage and fury soon gave them words; and then, in the very bitterness of despair, they cursed me, and the monster that had employed me. _Stu._ And you bore it with philosophy? _Daw._ Till the scene changed, and then I melted. I ordered the officers to take away their prisoner. The women shrieked, and would have followed him; but We forbad them. 'Twas then they fell upon their knees, the wife fainting, the sister raving, and both, with all the eloquence of misery, endeavouring to soften us. I never felt compassion till that moment; and had the officers been moved like Me, we had left the business undone, and fled with curses on ourselves. But their hearts were steeled by custom: the tears of beauty, and the pangs of affection, were beneath their pity. They tore him from their arms, and lodged him in prison, with only Jarvis to comfort him. _Stu._ There let him lie, till we have farther business with him. And for You, Sir, let me hear no more of your compassion. A fellow nursed in villainy, and employed from childhood in the business of hell, should have no dealings with compassion. _Daw._ Say you so, Sir? You should have named the devil that tempted me.