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With her foodle doo! "I've a toast to propose," cried Sheppard, filling a bumper. "You won't refuse it, Mr. Kneebone?" "He'd better not," muttered Blueskin. "What is it?" demanded the woollen-draper, as he returned to the table, and took up a glass. "The speedy union of Thames Darrell with Winifred Wood," replied Jack.
"Upon my word, Poll," said Kneebone, becoming very red, "you might have a little more delicacy than to tell him so before my face." "What!" exclaimed Mrs. Maggot, drawing up her fine figure to its full height; "because I condescend to live with you, am I never to look at another man, especially at one so much to my taste as this? Don't think it!"
Captain Kneebone! we must trouble you to accompany us." "I've no intention of stirring," replied the woollen-draper, who was thus unceremoniously disturbed: "and I beg you'll sit down, Mr. Jackson." "Come, Sir!" thundered the latter, "no trifling! Perhaps," he added, opening a warrant, "you'll obey this mandate?" "A warrant!" ejaculated Kneebone, starting to his feet.
Maggot, kissing her hand to him. "I'll find you out. And now," she added, glancing contemptuously at the woollen-draper, "I'll go to Jack Sheppard." "You shall first go to Bridewell, you jade!" rejoined Kneebone. "Here, Tom," he added, calling to a shop-boy, "run and fetch a constable."
"Not quite; keep your feet in. Mind you don't stir till supper's over. I'll stamp twice when we've done." "I forgot to mention there's a trifling reward for his capture," cried Shotbolt, popping his head from under the cloth. "If we take him, I don't mind giving you a share say a fourth provided you lend a helping hand." "Curse your reward!" exclaimed Kneebone, angrily.
Here the chapmen set up another boisterous peal. "No offence, I hope, my dear Mrs. W," said Mr. Kneebone in a conciliatory tone. "My friends, Mr. Jackson and Mr. Smith, may have rather odd ways with them; but " "They have very odd ways," interrupted Mrs. Wood, disdainfully. "Our worthy friend was going to observe, Ma'am, that we never fail in our devotion to the fair sex," said Mr. Jackson.
"Ich lieg' und besitze. Lass mich schlafen." "And yet," thought the young man, "I have one pearl from his hoard." That girl was right: like Siegfried tempered in the grisly flood, the raw boy was turning into a man, seasoned and invulnerable. Heywood was calling to him: "You must go Home with us. Do you hear? I've made a wonderful plan with the captain's fortune! Dear old Kneebone."
"You had better retire, Madam," said the woollen-draper, sharply, "if you can't conduct yourself with more propriety." "Order those who choose to obey you," rejoined the lady scornfully. "Though you lorded it over that fond fool, Mrs. Wood, you shan't lord it over me, I can promise you. That for you!" And she snapped her fingers in his face. "Zounds!" cried Kneebone, furiously.
Kneebone, who had drained his glass to the restoration of the house of Stuart, and the downfall of the house of Hanover, more frequently than was consistent with prudence, consented; and the trio set out for Wych Street, where they arrived in the jolliest humour possible. Mr. Kneebone and his Friends. Mrs. Wood was scarcely seated before Mr. Kneebone made his appearance.
So saying, he rushed out, followed by Ireton and Langley. "A hundred pounds!" exclaimed Shotbolt. "That's a glorious reward. Do you think he'll pay it?" "I'm sure of it," replied Austin. "Then I'll have it before to-morrow morning," said the keeper of the New Prison, to himself. "If Jack Sheppard sups with Mr. Kneebone, I'll make one of the party." Dollis Hill revisited.
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