English fiction -- 19th century; Horror tales; Penny dreadfuls
“‘No matter,’ said I, ‘if she is rich in jewels and diamonds, as you
say, leave the matter in our hands, and I warrant we will not only
secure the girl, but create no noise or bother about it.’
“‘But how?’
“‘Leave that matter to me,’ I replied.
“For some time she would not consent; but when I had pledged
the honour of the crew that no harm should befall the wench she
consented, and departed, after telling me the exact time at which the
intended bride was expected to pass by that particular part of the
road.
“As soon as Hannah had departed I and my comrades started out to have
a look at the road.
“Now, not far from the forest wherein we were concealed, there were
cross roads with finger posts.
“I hit upon my plan immediately.”
“And what was it?” Death-wing asked.
“Why, to change the finger posts, and thus send them in the wrong
direction.”
“A capital plan,” said Death-wing.
“And did it succeed?” asked several.
“Yes, as I will explain shortly.”
“Early in the morning we got spades and loosened the finger posts, so
as to be able to change them in a few moments.
“We waited for hours, but no carriages appeared.
“At last, a long way off, we espied two vehicles approaching.
“But one was about half a mile ahead of the other.
“The first one contained the intended bride, the farmer’s beautiful
daughter, and a female attendant.
“In the second rode Lord Rochfort’s brother, and a few friends.
“Now, I had sent up the road for two of my men whose business it was
in some way to stop or retard the progress of the second coach.
“This they managed to do, and very cleverly indeed.”
“How?” asked many.
“When the bride’s coach approached the cross roads we changed the
finger boards.
“The driver followed their painted directions, and instead of going
by the main read turned short into the forest carriage way.
“Before the mistake could be rectified, I had the gates closed after
them, and thus they could not return.
“Meanwhile, however, those whom I had posted up the road had suddenly
thrown a lasso round the horses’ legs, and down they tumbled
carriages and all.
“My comrades then, before the nobleman inside could get out of the
half-smashed carriage, jumped into the middle of the road, cut the
traces, and vaulting on the backs of the horses galloped away,
leaving the travellers in the mud, cursing and swearing most lustily.
“They dashed down the road and soon joined me, for I was at that
moment engaged with the hinder carriage.
“When I ran up to the coachman and threatened to blow his brains out
if he stirred, he began to tremble like an ass, much more so, indeed,
than the fair one inside, who, all diamond decked, was fair and
beautiful.
“Her attendant fainted as I opened the carriage door, but the other
one quickly gave up to me all her trinkets and things of value.
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