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Updated: June 13, 2025
"'No you won't, my fine coves, replied the captain. 'You'll go back to Hobarton, and join your ship if you have one, which I don't believe. You can't humbug an old salt like me. You are a pair of runaway convicts, and I'll give you in charge as sich. Here, constables, put the darbies on 'em, and take 'em back to Hobarton.
She saw and realized that she had not played but had been played. Quickly she drew a revolver, aimed at Oscar and fired, but our hero's quick eye detected her movement. It was not the first time he had dodged a bullet. The woman fired but the one shot. The next instant the darbies were on her tender wrists, and we will add that no resistance was offered.
Dawson gripped his hair we were the maddest crew! and replied. "Of course you shall, Miss Jane, as often as you like." "Thank you, Colonel Dawson; you are a nice man. I love you. Now show me the handcuffs in your pocket." For the second time that day poor Dawson blushed. He must have regretted many times that he had mentioned to me those unfortunate darbies.
"Ay, truly, master, the warrant is come from the Council." "To convey me to the Tower." "Whew!" exclaimed the officer of the law "who the devil told you that? But since you do know it, there is no harm to say ay. So make yourself ready to move immediately; and first, hold out your dew-beaters till I take off the darbies."
The Darbies were an old and respectable family of the Society of Friends, and a pair of the elder branches of it were the original "Darby and Joan," whose names are so well known throughout the whole kingdom. I had this anecdote from one of the sons of Mr. Reynolds, and have no doubt of its authenticity.
Trimm, the swell financeer, sportin' 'round with the darbies on him all nice an' snug an' reg'lar! Mister Trimm well, if this ain't rich!" "My name is Trimm," said the starving banker miserably. "I've been wandering about here a great many hours several days, I think it must be and I need rest and food very much indeed. I don't don't feel very well," he added, his voice trailing off.
"You seem to find all things beautiful," the girl grumbled. "But are not all things beautiful?" demanded the stranger. The Colonel had finished his paper. "You two are engaged in a very absorbing conversation," observed the Colonel, approaching them. "We were discussing Darbies and Joans," explained his daughter. "How beautiful is the love that has weathered the storms of life!"
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