"`Well,' says another, `there'll be no harm looking, and it'll be easily done--it's only a common padlock. Has any one got a key as'll unlock it?' No one of us had; so we says to the landlady's daughter, Miss Philips, who'd been peeping in, and had got her eyes and ears open, `Have you got ever a bunch of keys, miss, as you could lend us?' She takes a bunch out of her pocket, and comes in to see what we should find. `There's a lump of summat in it, I can feel,' says I, as I was trying to open the padlock. Well, one key wouldn't do, but another would, and we opens the bag. `Nothing but bits of paper arter all,' says one.--`You stop a bit,' says I, and I turns the bag bottom up. Two things fell out: one were a book, I think, and it must have tumbled under the table, I fancy, for none on us noticed it; we was all crowding to see what the other thing was, which were wrapped up in soft paper, and fell on the table with a hard thump. `Just you open it, Miss Philips,' says Joe Wright; `it's better for your lovely soft hands to do it than our rough 'uns.'--`Go along with your nonsense, Joe,' says she; but she takes up the little parcel and opens it; and what do you think there were in it, Thomas?" He paused; but Bradly made no answer. "Ah! You'd never guess. Why, it were a beautiful gold thing full of precious stones, such as ladies wear round their wrists. "Well, we all stared at it as if we was stuck. `What's to be done now?' says I; `this'll be getting us into trouble.'--`Put it back, lock up the bag, and take it back to where you fetched it from.'--`Nay,' says I, `that won't pay; they'll lock me up for a thief.'--`Well, what do you say yourself? I wish we'd never meddled with it, any of us; it'll be getting us all into a scrape,' says another of my mates.--`Shall we bury it?' says one.--`Shall we drop it into a pond?' says another.--`Nay, it's sure to turn up agen us if we do,' says I. So we sat and talked about it for some time, and had one pint after another, till we was all pretty fresh. Then says I, all of a sudden, `I'll tell you what we'll do, if you'll help me, and I'll pay for another pint all round,' (there was just four of us altogether). `The express train from the north'll be passing under the wooden bridge in the cutting a little after ten; let's put the bracelet, as Miss Philips calls it, back into the bag, and lock it up safe, and then let's take the bag, and one of us clamber down among the timbers of the bridge, and drop the bag plump on the top of the train. It don't stop, don't that train, till it gets to London; so when they finds the bag at the other end, nobody'll know wherever it came from, 'cos it's got no direction to it, and we shall get fairly quit of it.'