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
"True, such was always his habit," answered Osborn; "and his oddities
have got somewhat exaggerated during the last twelve years; but he's
as true and faithful as ever man was, and nothing would induce him to
betray a secret confided to him."
"You know best," replied the other; but the entrance of the landlord
with the claret, and the maid with the supper, broke off the
conversation, and there was no opportunity of renewing it till it was
announced that the horses were to, and the coach was ready. The two
friends then took leave of each other, both coachman and host being
somewhat surprised to find that one of the travellers was about to
remain behind.
When, however, a portmanteau, a sword-case, and a large trunk, or mail
as it was then called, had been handed out of the egregious boot,
Osborn walked into the inn once more, and called the landlord to him.
"I shall, most likely," he said, "take up my quarters with you for
some days, so you will be good enough to have a bed room prepared for
me. You must also let me have a room, however small, where I can read,
and write, and receive any persons who may come to see me, for I have
a good deal of business to transact."
"Oh, yes, sir--I understand," replied the host, with a knowing
elevation of one eye-brow and a depression of the other, "Quite snug
and private. You shall have a room at the back of the house with two
doors, so that they can come in by the one, and go out through the
other, and nobody know anything about it."
"I rather suspect you mistake," answered the guest, with a smile, "and
for fear you should say anything, under an error, that you might be
sorry for afterwards, let me tell you at once that I am an officer of
Dragoons, and that the business I speak of is merely regimental
business."
The host's face grew amazingly blank; for a smuggler in a large way
was, in his estimation, a much more valuable and important guest than
an officer in the army, even had he been Commander-in-Chief of the
forces; but Osborn proceeded to relieve his mind from some of its
anxieties by saying: "You will understand that I am neither a spy nor
an informer, my good friend, but merely come here to execute whatever
orders I may receive from government as a military man. I tell you who
I am at once, that you may, as far as possible, keep from my sight any
of those little transactions which I am informed are constantly taking
place on this coast. I shall not, of course, step over the line of my
duty, which is purely military, to report anything I see; but still I
should not like that any man should say I was cognizant of proceedings
contrary to the interests of the government. This hint, however, I
doubt not, will be enough."
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