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So I closed the door behind me; there was a shifting along the benches, and I stepped over into a place next my friend. "How goes the world with you, sir?" demanded Mr. Rumbald of me, looking at my suit, which indeed was pretty fine. "Very hungrily at present," I said. "Where the devil are the maids got to?"
It was piteous to see how he sought to be very exact in his memories, and not go by a hair's breadth beyond the truth. At last I let him speak. "Now then," I said, "tell us the names." "Sir, these for certain. Rumbald; West; Rumsey " "Slowly, man, slowly," I cried. "Rumsey; Goodenough; Burton; Thompson; Barber those last three all of Wapping, sir.
I turned as I shouted; and, as the last word left my lips, I saw Rumbald, his face afire with anger, coming at me, round my horse from behind, with the cleaver upraised. If he had not been near mad with disappointment, he would have struck at my horse; but he was too intent on me for that.
To neither of them could I say a word of what had passed, except to tell Dolly that my peril was over for the present, and to thank her for her prayers. During those two months I had no word of Rumbald at all; and I suspect that he lay very quiet, knowing, after all, how little I knew. If he went to Holland, he certainly came back again. Then, in June, once more a man came from Mr.
The sweet evening light fell full upon his terrified eyes and his working lips, as he sought to gather up the names. He was persuaded, I am sure, that we were as gods, knowing all things above all, he feared myself, as I could see, having met me first at the very house of Rumbald, as if I were his friend, and now again in the chamber of his accuser.
Ergo, thought I, he must know more than that; and if he knew more he must know that I was in the service of His Majesty and presumably devoted to that service; probably, too, from the understanding between himself and Rumbald, he knew that I had chosen on previous occasions to masquerade as if I were not a gentleman. Was he quite mad then?
This confirmed me in my thought that I was stumbled upon one of those little gatherings of malcontents, of whom the town was full, who talked largely over their cups of the Protestant succession and the like, but did very little. But I was not quite right in my surmise, as will appear presently. Rumbald and myself.
So he came forward again; and I saw him to be the little carpenter, or what not, that had wished to speak to Rumbald yesterday at the inn. He saluted me very properly. "I beg your pardon, sir," said he, "but is Mr. Rumbald within?" Now I had seen Mr.
His talk was less of myself, and more of the interests I had served; and there too he was right; for, as I have said, if there had been any mistake in the matter, good-bye to Catholic hopes. My first interview with Mr. Chiffinch astonished me most. When he had finished paying compliments, I began on business. "You will hardly catch Rumbald," said I, "unless you take him pretty soon.
"Oh! that is easy enough; one of my fellows got that out of one of Rumbald's maids that a party of six would lie at the Ryehouse last night; and that they would meet two more at dinner in Amwell at eleven o'clock to-day. Rumbald has been known to us a long while. But it is the others we are waiting for." I was silent.
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