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I have been in search of you, and have much to say to you. Will you meet me in this place at midnight tomorrow?" Leonard signified his assent. "I am in danger," pursued Thirlby, "for, by some means, the secret of my existence has been made known, and the officers of justice are in pursuit of me. I suspect that Judith Malmayns is my betrayer. You will not fail me?" "I will not," returned Leonard.
While they were thus conversing, Leonard entered the chamber, and informed his master that Chowles, the coffin-maker, and Mrs. Malmayns, the plague-nurse, desired to see him. "Mrs. Malmayns!" exclaimed Hodges, in surprise. "I heard that something very extraordinary occurred last night in Saint Faith's. With your permission, Mr. Bloundel, she shall be admitted; I want to ask her a few questions.
The trio then proceeded to Saint Paul's, and descended to the vaults. Hodges carefully examined the body of the unfortunate sexton, but though he entertained strong suspicions, he could not pronounce positively that he had been improperly treated; and as the statement of Mrs. Malmayns was fully borne out by the vergers and others, he did not think it necessary to pursue the investigation further.
He no longer roams the streets at night, but you may remember when the officers of justice were in search of him, to give evidence against Mother Malmayns and Chowles, he was not to be found." "I remember it," replied Turgis; "but I have no doubt he was hidden in some out-of-the-way corner of the cathedral perhaps among the immense wooden beams of the clerestory."
Tell him my husband's mother, old widow Malmayns, fancies herself attacked by the plague, and if he will be kind enough to visit her, she lodges in the upper attic of a baker's house, at the sign of the Wheatsheaf, in Little Distaff-lane, hard by." "I will not fail to deliver your message to the doctor," replied the man, as he took his departure.
"Let us reap as rich a harvest as we can, and when the scourge is over, we can enjoy ourselves upon the spoils." "Exactly so," replied Chowles. "My business is daily-hourly on the increase. My men are incessantly employed, and my only fear is that an order will be issued to bury the dead without coffins." "Not unlikely," replied Mrs. Malmayns.
"I do not mistrust you, brother," observed Solomon Eagle, giving him the key. "I know whither you are going," observed Judith Malmayns. "You are about to warn Mr. Bloundel and his partner apprentice no longer Leonard Holt, of the approaching conflagration. But your care will be thrown away."
"Luckily, however, there are other doctors in London, and some who understand the treatment of the plague far better than he does Sibbald, the apothecary of Clerkenwell, for instance." "Do you think Sibbald would attend him?" asked Nizza, eagerly. "To be sure he would," replied Mrs. Malmayns, "if he were paid for it. But you seem greatly interested about this youth.
"I've other customers to attend to who will pay; and, besides, I want to get home. I expect friends at supper. Good-night, Mother Malmayns. You know where to find me, if you want me. Move on, Jonas, or you will never reach Saint Sepulchre's."
About half an hour ago, or scarcely so much, I was awakened by the opening of the door of the southern transept, and peeping out, I saw three persons a young man in the dress of a watchman, but evidently disguised, and a very beautiful young woman, conducted by Judith Malmayns, bearing a lantern, pass through the doorway leading to Saint Faith's.
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