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'Why then, Lord love you, said the hangman, in his hoarest chuckle, as he pointed with his pipe to Hugh, 'there he sits. That's the man. My stars and halters, Muster Gashford, he added in a whisper, as he drew his stool close to him and jogged him with his elbow, 'what a interesting blade he is! He wants as much holding in as a thorough-bred bulldog.
"Come along, then, an' let's have another glass of grog for luck," cried Gashford, striking his huge fist on the counter. A throw of the dice was to decide the matter.
'It certainly does, said Gashford, opening his eyes to their utmost width; 'really this is the most remarkable circumstance I have ever known. How did you come by this piece of paper, my good friend? 'Muster Gashford, wheezed the hangman under his breath, 'agin' all Newgate!
On Sunday, they rather studied how to keep their men within call, and in full hope, than to follow out, by any fierce measure, their first day's proceedings. 'I hope, said Dennis, as, with a loud yawn, he raised his body from a heap of straw on which he had been sleeping, and supporting his head upon his hand, appealed to Hugh on Sunday morning, 'that Muster Gashford allows some rest?
The audacity of the deed contributed largely to its success. Great was the rage and consternation of Gashford when he awoke the following morning and found that his treasure had disappeared. Jumping at once to the conclusion that it had been stolen by Brixton, he ran to that youth's tent and demanded to know where the thief had gone to.
'Let him go on, Sir John, said Gashford, fumbling with his gloves. 'Let him go on. I can make allowances, Sir John. I am honoured with your good opinion, and I can dispense with Mr Haredale's. Mr Haredale is a sufferer from the penal laws, and I can't expect his favour.
"No mistake about that!" muttered Bill, as he ran out on his errand. "Now foller!" cried Flinders, catching up a bit of rope with one hand and a billet of firewood with the other, as he dashed out of the hut and made straight for the prison, with Gashford and Westly close at his heels.
'To say the truth, I have slept so soundly, said Lord George, rubbing his eyes and looking round the room, 'that I don't remember quite what place is this? 'My lord! cried Gashford, with a smile. 'Oh! returned his superior. 'Yes. You're not a Jew then? 'A Jew! exclaimed the pious secretary, recoiling. 'I dreamed that we were Jews, Gashford. You and I both of us Jews with long beards.
Why should I? I suppose it would be decidedly irreligious to doubt it wouldn't it, Gashford? Though there certainly were, he added, without waiting for an answer, 'some plaguy ill-looking characters among them.
"Then it must have bin your little chum Flinders. Where is he?" "How could Flinders ha' done it when he was tellin' a ghost story?" said Crossby. Gashford turned with a furious look to the speaker, and seemed on the point of venting his ill-humour upon him, when he was arrested by the sound of the Irishman's voice shouting in the distance. As he drew nearer the words became intelligible.
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