Mr. Bangs walked about nervously, and the lawyer
and Mr. Terry, bringing some clean coverlets out of the boarding-house,
spread them on the chip-covered ground, and lay down to smoke their
pipes and talk of many things. "Oi tuk to yeez, sorr," said the veteran
with warmth, "soon as Oi mit ye in the smokin' carr, and to think what a
dale av loife we've seen since, an' here's you an' me, savin' yer
prisince, as thick as thaves."
Nothing of any moment occurred till within a quarter of ten, when
Sylvanus saw two figures suddenly start up close by him on the right. At
first, he thought of challenging them, but seeing one was a woman, and
remembering the going over the Squire gave him about capturing Tryphosa,
he resolved to await their arrival. Both figures greeted him joyfully by
his name, for it was his two proteges, the crazy woman and her son, who
had escaped the constable and lain concealed until darkness veiled their
movements. "Has Steevy woke up yet?" she asked the sentinel, quietly.
"Not as I know on," responded the elder Pilgrim.
"Then we will slip quietly into the house, and get some supper for
Monty, and go to bed.
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