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
This precaution did not at all disconcert our good friend Mowle, for
he judged that he should very easily find the means of detaching
himself from the rest, at the nearest point to Hythe; and accordingly
he walked on with the party he had joined, till they arrived at the
spot where they had seen the horses tied. There, however, the greater
part mounted, and the others joined a different body, which Mowle was
well aware was not quite so safe; for acting as the chief thereof, and
looking very sharply after his party too, was no other than our friend
the Major. Mowle now took good care to keep silence--a prudent step,
which was enjoined upon them all by Mr. Radford and some others, who
seemed to have the direction of the affair. But notwithstanding every
care, the tread of so many men and so many horses made a considerable
noise; and just as they were passing a small cottage, not a quarter of
a mile from Saltwood, the good dame within opened the door to see what
such a bustle could be about. As she did so, the light from the
interior fell full upon Mowle's face, and the eyes of the Major,
turned towards the door at the same moment, rested upon him for an
instant, and were then withdrawn. It were vain to say, that the worthy
officer felt quite as comfortable at that moment as if he had been in
his own house; but when no notice was taken, he comforted himself with
the thought that his disguise had served him well, and trudged on with
the rest, without showing any hesitation or surprise. About half a
mile farther lay the turning which he proposed to take to reach Hythe;
and he contrived to get over to the left side of the party, in order
to drop off in that direction unperceived. When he was within ten
steps of it, however, and was congratulating himself that the party,
having scattered a little, gave him greater facilities for executing
his scheme, an arm was familiarly thrust through his own, and a pair
of lips, close to his ear, said in a low, but very distinct tone, "I
know you--and if you attempt to get off, you are a dead man! Continue
with the party, and you are safe. When the goods are landed and gone,
you shall go; but the least suspicious movement before, shall bring
twenty bullets into your head. You did me a good turn yesterday
morning before the Justices, in not raking up old offences; and I am
willing to do you a good turn now; but this is all I can do for you."
Mowle turned round, well knowing the voice, nodded his head, and
walked on with the rest in the direction of Lympne.
CHAPTER VI.
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