The Smuggler: A Tale. Volumes I-IIIJames, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Smuggler: A Tale. Volumes I-III
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Kent (England) -- Fiction; Smugglers -- Fiction
Sir Robert, however, was determined to carry his point, and to avoid
having aught to do with the case of his young friend, even at the risk
of giving him offence and annoyance. "Stand back, sir!" he said. "In
this court, there is no friendship or favour. You will have attention
in turn, but not before. Mr. Mowle, bring forward the prisoners one
after the other, as near as possible, in the order of--the order
of--of their capture," he added, at length, after hesitating for a
moment to consider whether it was or was not probable that young
Radford had been amongst those last taken; "and let all the others be
removed, under guard, into the next room."
"Wont that make it a long affair, Sir Robert?" asked Mr. Runnington, a
neighbouring squire.
"Oh dear, no!" replied the chairman; "by regularity we shall save
time. Do as you are directed, Mowle!"
Young Radford showed a strong disposition to resist, or, at least, to
protest against this arrangement; but the officer to whom the baronet
had spoken, treated the prisoner with very little reverence; and he,
with the rest of the gang, was removed from the room, with the
exception of three, one of whom, with a smart cockade in his hat, such
as was worn at that time by military men in undress, swaggered up to
the table with a bold air, as if he were about to address the
magistrates.
"Ah, major, is that you?" asked a gentleman on Sir Robert's right,
known in the country by the name of Squire Jollyboat, though his
family being originally French, his real appellation was Jollivet.
"Oh yes, squire," answered the prisoner, in a gay, indifferent tone,
"here I am. It is long since I have had the pleasure of seeing your
worship. I think you were not on the bench the last time I was
committed, or I should have fared better."
"I don't know that, major," replied the gentleman; "on the former
occasion I gave you a month, I think."
"Ay, but the blackguards that time gave me two," rejoined the major.
"Because it was the second offence," said Squire Jollyboat.
"The second! Lord bless you, sir!" answered the major, with a look of
cool contempt; and turning round with a wink to his two companions,
they all three laughed joyously, as if it were the finest joke in the
world.
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