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Number 5010 was at the time when I received the details of this story from his lips a stalwart man of thirty-eight, swart of hue, of pleasing address, and altogether the last person one would take for a convict serving a term for sneak-thieving.
See, also, Blunderbuzzard "De Derivationibus," pp. 27 to 5010, Folio, Gothic edit., Red and Black character, Catch-word and No Cypher; wherein consult, also, marginal notes in the autograph of Stuffundpuff, with the Sub-Commentaries of Gruntundguzzell.
"Because I was afraid that he, like the rest of the world, would decline to believe my defence," sighed 5010. "It was a good defence, if the judge had only known it, and I'm proud of it." "But ineffectual," I put in. "And so, not good." "Alas, yes! This is an incredulous age. People, particularly judges, are hard-headed practical men of affairs.
"I wonder if Boswell was there?" I ventured, interrupting 5010 in his extraordinary narrative for an instant. "Yes, he was there," returned the prisoner. "I met him later in the evening; but he isn't the spook he might be. He never had much spirit anyhow, and when he died he had to leave his nose behind him, and that settled him." "Of course," I answered.
I was presented to the King, and then my troubles began. "'Mr. Surrennes admires our spoons, Ferdinand, said the Queen. "The King smiled, and turning to me observed, 'Sir, they are yours. Er waiter, just do these spoons up and give them to Mr. Surrennes. "Of course," said 5010, "I protested against this; whereupon the King looked displeased.
"As I walked down the steps," said 5010, "the chimes of the neighboring church were clanging out the hour of eleven. I stopped on the last step to look for a possible hansom-cab, when a portly gentleman accompanied by a lady started to mount the stoop. The man eyed me narrowly for a moment, and then, sending the lady up the steps, he turned to me and said, "'What are you doing here?
Is New York the hereafter for boys of your kind, or is this some freak of my imagination?" "That was an eminently proper question," I put in, just to show that while the story I was hearing terrified me, I was not altogether speechless. "It was, indeed," said 5010; "and Hawley recognized it as such, for he replied at once. "'Neither, said he.
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