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The coachman and postilion had abandoned their horses, and fled at the first discharge of firearms; but the animals, stopped by the barricade, remained perfectly still; and well for Jobson that they did so, for the slightest motion would have dragged the wheel over his body. My first object was to relieve him, for such was the rascal's terror that he never could have risen by his own exertions.
I had business on hand which would not wait. By seven, Jobson, who had been sent for, was waiting for me in the library. I knew by his grim face that here I had a very good substitute for a prophet of the Lord. "You were right," I said. "I have read the 11th chapter of Ist Kings, and I have spent such a night as I pray God I shall never spend again. "I thought you would," he replied.
This sapient speech reduced the recalcitrant Jobson to silence, but he still held to his opinion that the over-confident Tinkler had bungled the matter, and in this view he was silently but heartily supported by shrewd Dr Graham, who privately considered that Mr Inspector Tinkler was little better than an ass. However, he did not give vent to this offensive opinion.
But as soon as he saw Jobson, and Parkin, and Potter, he started, and they started. "Oh!" said he, "I didn't expect to find so much good company. Why, here's the whole quorum." "We will retire, sir, if you wish it." "Not at all. Well, Mr. Grotait, Simmons is on that same grindstone you and I condemned. And all for a matter of four shillings.
"Have no fear for me," he said; "there is an unholy thing in that place, and if I have the strength in me I will destroy it. He has been a good master to me, and, forbye I am a believing Christian. So say on, sir." There was no mistaking the air. I had found my Tishbite. "I want men," I said, " as many as we can get." Jobson mused.
"As I was saying, it's very kind of you all, but I can't wear 'em. Where's my others?" Mrs. Jobson hesitated. "Where's my others?" repeated her husband. "They're being took care of," replied his wife, with spirit. "Aunt Emma's minding 'em for you and you know what she is. H'sh! Alf! Alf! I'm surprised at you!" Mr. Jobson coughed. "It's the collar, mother," he said at last.
"What, 'ave I got to wear them every Sunday?" demanded the unfortunate, blankly; "why, I thought they was only for Bank Holidays." Mrs. Jobson told him not to be silly. "Straight, I did," said her husband, earnestly. "You've no idea 'ow I'm suffering; I've got a headache, I'm arf choked, and there's a feeling about my waist as though I'm being cuddled by somebody I don't like." Mrs.
Jobson was informed that six days journey from St. John's Mart, the name which he gave to the factory at Tenda, was a town called Mombar, where there was much trade for gold. Three stages farther was Jaye, whence the gold came. Some of the native merchants, finding that Jobson had not any salt with him, refused to enter into any commercial dealings with him, and returned highly dissatisfied.
Jobson; I am not in sufficient charity with him to permit a single touch of your whip why, he would live on it for a term at least. Besides, you have already hurt his feelings sufficiently you have called him impertinent."
We lifted him into the carriage, and performed the same good office to another wounded man of his party, who had been left on the field. I then with difficulty made Jobson understand that he must enter the coach also, and support Sir Rashleigh upon the seat. He obeyed, but with an air as if he but half comprehended my meaning.
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