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province the matter seemed to be ; for, for the rope ; and, as I am answerable though not invested with any official for their custody, I thought it right to authority to report on the causes of err on the safe side." deaths-or results of accidents-he had “ And have they not complained?" a zeal in the cause which made him Oh, yes, they complained when I a very efficient member in any enquiry was going to hang the lightest of them into affairs of that nature. His origi- to a hook in the main beam of the bednal destination also, to a lawyer's desk room." -a plan interfered with by his having “ Good Heavens, Hobbs! are you succeeded to an independent property mad?” enquired Mr Pike; “ do you -sharpened his eye in the detection of mean to say you intended to hang one malefactors ; and, in fact, Mr Pike of those young women to the beam ?” acted for the whole neighbourhood as No, no, sir! the bandbox.” an amateur procurator-fiscal, and let And you have put cords on both no evil deed escape his vigilant obser- the lady and the servant ?" vation. The incident at the masque- “ Lord! no, sir ; the trunks-here rade, accordingly, no sooner reached they are, sir ; you may see them, since him than his functions began.

“ Sad business this, Hobbs," he “ I have no wish to see their lugsaid, bustling into the White Lion, gage, Hobbs ; it was themselves I and addressing the landlord ; “ might wished to see; but since we are here, be the ruin of your establishment. If open the door and let us examine. A such a chattering fellow as Mr Hug- man of observation can make use of gings get a hold of it, you would lose very unlikely materials to detect the your license to a certainty.”

truth by. Now, if that confounded I hope not, sir. I had nothing to prater Mr Huggings were here, he do with it.”

would make out such a story! You “ Suspicious characters, narbouring heard the atrocious reports he set afloat people that no one knows any thing about me when I stood for the coronerabout. The White Lion will lose its ship. I traced them up to him beyond respectability."

all doubt; and if I don't work him for " She seems a very decent young it, some time or other, my name is 'ooma, sir, as any one can see-and

By-the-by, let me see the expects a gentleman to call here every name on the address — Miss C. D’Orminute."

ville, Monxom.' So, she is going no “ Indeed ?" enquired Pike, pricking further than this. Hobbs, you have up his ears—“ did she tell you his better eyes than mine--what is this on name?"

the inner side of the card ?" “ Here it is written on a piece of Hobbs took the card, while Mr Pike paper- If Mr Horatio Altamont en- adjusted his spectacles.

“ It seems quires for Miss Cecilia D'Orville, she poetry, sir, by the big letters at the beis in No. 16, above the tap.'

ginning of the lines," said Hobbs, “and “ Altamont! D'Orville ! Suspicious I never could read poetry in my days." names," murmured Mr Pike; “ I'll Let me try," said the inquisitorial lay a guinea they've an alias."

Pike. " They've room enough for any

“ Then shall I gaze on all your glowing thing," replied the landlord; " for they've three trunks, two bandboxes, And cast myself enraptured in your arms,

charms, and a large portmanteau. That's lots,

Your adoring Hugone would think, for two women.” “ Let me see them.

Where are

“ A pretty sort of a hug indeed,” they ?" said Pike.

continued Pike, musing. • The end of " In the strong room.”

the name seems torn off-what can the “ That's right,' replied Mr Pike, rest of it have been? H-u-g_it only " one can't keep them too securely.” wants another syllable to make it into

" I've double-corded them besides,” Huggings, and nothing is more likely continued the landlord.

than that this is some tramper the old “ Good God, Hobbs! what have fool bas sent for; for I have suspected you done? They'll prosecute you for for a long time he is a rascal of the false imprisonment. You had no right most depraved habits, But, enough; to cord them.”

Hobbs, could you take me up-stairs

If I " Why not, sir ? I charge nothing and introduce me to the lady? VOL. XLIV. NO, CCLXXIII.


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heard all the particulars from her own a second-rate sort of villain—he never lips, I could better decide on what fur- rose to murder." ther steps are to be taken.'

“Oh!—but other crimes?" enquired In a few minutes Mr Pike presented Mr Pike. himself at the door of No. 10, and his “ All of them,” replied the lady ; knock was answered by a very sweet

“ swindling, lying, fawning, cheating, voice, that invited him to come in. bullying, cringing, and deceiving; every

I come, young woman,” said Mr thing of that kind he manages very well, Pike, “ to make enquiries about this · He must be a most infernal scamp!” business ;" but before the gentleman interposed Mr Pike. had time to say more, something in the “ In the higher walks of villany he appearance of the person he addressed is no performer, though he has tried struck him, and he mumbled some sort them often.” of apology for the rudeness of his salu- - Tried them often! Well," enquirtation.

ed Mr Pike, taking out his pencil and " What want you here, old man ?" pocket-book, “ what have you known enquired, in slow and solemn accents, of his attempting ?" the lady, who had been reclining on the

' It is not above a month since he sofa, and now supported herself on one attempted Hamlet's Father.” elbow, while the other hand was held “The great jeweller-poor old man! forth towards the awe-struck visitor- Well ?" " Your language is uncourtly, and your “ He mangled him dreadfully, and, appearance an intrusion." Begone!" after about an hour's hacking and hew

Why, really, ma'am, no offence, I ing at him, he murdered him outright þope; but hearing, ma'am, that you I never saw such a murder." had met with an ugly accident, and " You saw it?” cried Mr Pike, feeling myself qualified to be of assist- dropping his note-book and pencil, and ance, perhaps I was once within gazing on the unconscious narrator ; twenty-five votes of corones, ma'am * and what, in Heaven's name, did in finding out the culpțit, I took the you

do?" liberty to come here, ma'am, and”- “ Laughed at his awkwardness, of

To intrude on me in mine inn. course. But it was still worse when It is well. What do you require ?" he attempted, for it was only an at

“ Of course, ma'am,” said Mr Pike, tempt, to murder the gentle lady maryou are anxious to discover who the ried to the Moor.”” villain was who made the attempt on I beg your pardon,” interposed

Mr Pike, still shuddering with horror, The lady shook her head, and sighed. but recovering his writing apparatus,

" Have you any suspicion of who he a gentleman, you said, married to is, ma'am?"

-to-to Moore-Gracious Heavens, No suspicion, sir-bųt certainty; you are not serious ? He didn't atmark me, sir, certainty," replied the tempt to murder Mrs Moore ?" lady, with amazing emphasis.

The lady smiled. “ His efforts to Mr Pike almost shuddered at the choke her with the pillow were the thrilling whisper these words were ut- most preposterous you can imagine." tered in.

" Why, how the devil has he escapGod bless me !—Indeed, I wasn't ed hanging so long? You must indeed aware—and his name, ma'am ?" tell me the ruffian's name. There • Shall continue a secret."

must be many rewards out for taking “ But justice, ma'am—the duty of him up. Come, my dear Miss D'Orprosecut"

ville, tell me the murderer's name?" « Pray, sir, did you ever see King “ No, 'tis useless--I forgive himLear?"

but, oh! that Fortune should bare “I can't say I ever had the plea frowned so cruelly on the bapless Cesure, ma'am.”

cilia ; that the attack should have been You would make an excellent made upon me here,--here, where I Kent. You are quite the proper age." was so desirous of being unknown

“ Indeed, ma'am," replied Mr Pike, pot only for my own sake, but for that who was now very much puzzled what of one dearer to me than life !" to say; “ and you won't tell me thie Now, then, thought Mr Pike, she Dame of the assassin ?"

seems more communicative. “ Why, Oh, don't call him that; he is only yes, miss, it was rather unfortunate, as

your life ?"

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you observe ; it may be very unplea- stead of his glowing speeches and sant to other parties."

glances of love and rapture, to be at“ It may indeed, sir; but why do tacked with that sword !-to be insultI say so? The peril I've escaped will ed with these words !—to be left for only render me dearer to the sensitive dead upon the ground! Oh, Hugheart of my own, my loved Huggings, gings, Huggings !-- Was it right to Ah! mercy! I've revealed my secret. treat me so ?" I am lost for ever!"

While the young lady wept bitterly “ Thought so," muttered Mr Pike, at the conclusion of her declamations, his eyes brightening with malicious a new light seemed to break in upon satisfaction. So'tis for that gentle. Mr Pike. ." By Heavens, old Hugman's sake you've come here?" gings is the murderer, after all! Jea

“ Yes! oh! for his sake whither lousy-slaughter-sword-may I be would not I go?"

hanged if he didn't come to the mas“ The deuce!—and does he know querade and stick this poor crazy of your being here, ma'am ?"

young woman in a fit of the jealous ! * The day was appointed between I'll make him swing for it: I'll teach us; but alas! alas / he flew not on the the rascal to spread reports when genwings of love to receive me ; can he tlemen are canvassing for the crownerbe unfaithful? but no—too well I ship. And the other murders-old know his noble, his generous heart Hamlet the jeweller, and that unhappy though sometimes mad with jealousy, woman Mrs Moore-by dadl there causeless aş Othello's."

hasn't been such a scoundrel since “ He's sometimes jealous, is he ?- Blue-beard!” the old beast !"

The further precognition of Mr “ Oh, furious I in fits of that kind Pike was interrupted by the entrance he would scarcely scruple to slaughter of Dr Wilkins. The amateur coroner me."

gathered up his notes as fast as he “ Would he approve, do you think, could, and issued forth from the White of your going to the masquerade ?" Lion to take what steps might be ne

« That is my fear. I almost ex- cessary to bring our unfortunate friend pected him to join me there. That Huggings to thegallows that his erimes was my motive for going; but, ins had so richly deserved.


Dr Wilkins had hurried over his gacious horse a stroke with his whip, daily visits more rapidly than usual, that set it trotting gaily off to its own that he might return to his interesting stable. patient at the White Lion. The ex- “ La! no, sir; he be sitting uptraordinary nature of the incident, but so queer, sir, that we think he be joined to the uncommon beauty and mad." very peculiar manners of the fair suf- “ Mad_tipsy, perhaps ; but let ferer, occupied the simple-minded Doc- me see." So saying, the Doctor went tor so entirely that his advice on that into the dingy parlour of the Spotted day, we suspect, was not of much ya Dog, and was led up a winding and lue. On his return to Monxom, as creaking staircase into a room lighthe rode up one of the narrow lanes ed from a small window in the roof. near the river, an old woman, coming Seated on a truekle-bed, enveloped in out of a miserable hostelry called the a large black robe, was a figure which Spotted Dog, beckoned him to stop the darkness of the apartment did not

“ Some confounded case of rheuma- allow the Doctor at first to distinguish tism," muttered the Doctor, as he very clearly. A hollow voice addresspulled up his horse. _“ Well

, good ed him while groping his way to the woman, what do you want ?"

object of his visit,—“ Canst thou not “ There's a gentleman as wishes to minister to a mind diseased ?- Pluck see you up in the garret. He seems from the memory a rooted sorrow, and fearful bad--but says he remembers cleanse the bosom of the perilous stuff you very well."

that weighs upon the heart ?" “ Is be in bed ?” enquired the Doc- “ Indigestion—a kind of weight at tos, dismounting and giving his sd the stomach, eh?" said the Doctor, la



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ing hold of the patient's pulse ; cially as she refuses to tell who the litile physic will soon set you to rights. person was that attacked her." You are a little feverish.'

" She never told his name!" ex. “ Throw physic to the dogs! I'll claimed the patient, again relapsing none on't," waved the stranger, shak- into the heroics; “ but, psha! someing off the Doctor's hold, and starting what too much of this. Henceforth, up to his full height. Away, fond though that her jesses were my dear dreams! Richard's himself again !" heart-strings, I'd tear her from my

“ But, my good sir," insinuated the heart, and whistle her down the wind Doctor, “ my dear Mr Richard, sit

to prey at fortune." down quietly. You are evidently suf- 56 I think so too," chimed in Dr fering under strong excitement. Some Wilkins, who could make neither rest is absolutely required. I think head nor tail of the speech of his comyou ought to lose a little blood.” panion ; "and how long may you have

The man made three or four strides known the lady, sir ?" through the room, and then, coming "“ 'Tis now a year, sir," replied the up to where the Doctor was standing patient, “since she came to Daintry. gazing in no little surprise, and some Oh, how my eyes ached at her beauty! degree of alarm, at the movements of -0, what an Ophelia!". his patient, he groaned, in a sepulchral Ophthalmia is the right name of tone, « I've done the deed. Did'st it-is it a common disease there, sir?" thou not hear a noise ?"

enquired the medical listener, whose No!" replied the Doctor, begin heart was in his profession. ning to tremble," what deed do you “ At that time, sir," continued the mean?"

enthusiast, without noticing the inter• Oh, I could a tale unfold, whose ruption, “ I had no soul-a mere lump lightest word would harrow up your of half-animated matter, which stood soul!"

behind a counter and distributed tea “ For God's sake," began Doctor and sugar. I was a grocer, sir, in a Wilkins, now terribly afraid he was topping way of trade. But Cecilia about to be made the depository of came, and my doom was fixed.

For some dreadful secret,—“ if you wish fifty years, sir, I had mistaken my voto make any confession, let me send cation. I joined them.” for another witness. There's Mr Pike “ Joined who, sir ?” enquired the just round the corner-he can he here Doctor. in a minute.”

Cecilia and her mother, and that “ No! 'tis with you my business is. murderer of my joys, young Altamont. How is she ?"

They received me—for I paid all ex" Who?''

penses-and Cecilia smiled. Oh, heaCecilia—the angel- Miss D’Or- vens, how she did smile!” yille.”

“ And what did you do, sir ?" " Oh !" said the Doctor, breath- “ Why, they would'nt let me do ing more freely," you know her much. They condemned me to all the then ?"

villanous work — poisonings, swind“ Too well! Doubt that the stars ling, and things of that sort. Fool, are fire! Doubt that the sun doth fool, that I was, to go on in such a move !"

style so long !" “ No doubt of it, as you observe,” Surprise and horror kept Doctor said the Doctor, soothingly; “ but Wilkins in silence. about Miss D'Orville ?"

Unhappy man!" he commenced“ I'll cut her into pieces! She has " And all this time, sir, Altamont fooled me to the top of my bent; and and she were the lovers, while the old if she wrong me, shall I not revenge?” woman was nurse and chambermaid,"

“i Oh, then, it was you she met at They had children, then?" the masquerade ?"

quired the Doctor. “ To be sure, sir,” replied the pa- " Who, sir?" tient, in a more subdued tone; " and I “ The lovers, as you call them- Alwished to know how she was after the tamont and this young woman.

You fright I gave her."

said the lady was nurse.' “ She is doing very well,” said “Perish the thought of horror!. Wilkins; “ you need be in no alarm no, she is purer than the icicle that about any serious consequences, espe- hangs on Dian's temple. At last, sir,

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I grew tired, and asked her point- - All those murders and swindlings blank if she would accept my hand. you talk of." She laughed at me; and the old lady “ Psbaw ! this is no time for joking. frowned and pouted, and called me a I retired to this obscure inn to hide gallant gay Lothario, for I had been myself till I should see the issue of very particular to her. Gods! could this adventure.” human patience stand it! I grew “ But you tried to stab her at the rusty, and refused any more supplies masquerade ?" of the needful. And this soon brought « Nonsense. In the agitation of things to a crisis. I found out that the moment I forgot I had Macbeth's she and Altamont had resolved to leave dagger in my hand, and unfortunately their companions. By the address on touched her on the shoulder"her trunks I found that this was their “ The lower portion of the thorax," destination. Alas ! my heart relent- interposed Williams. ed. I followed them ; at the masque- “ But as to stabbing her! Good grarade I encountered her. I saw her cious! I would as soon think of flying." darting pale lustre like the rainy “ You can't think of flying too moon through her deep veil of silvery soon,” replied the literal Doctor Wilsorrow. She told me that Altamont kins, “ for my neighbour Pike is very had not arrived, but that on the mor- active in the business, and will get row he was to be reconciled to his you into trouble, if he possibly can.” father, who lived in the town, to make “ Go to Cecilia," said the now someher his bride, and settle down in peace what rational Mr Humphreys,“and tell and happiness for ever, while I-oh, her I forgive her—that she shall hear of the times are out of joint !".

me no more--and that I am off by this “ Altamont's father lives in this night's coach to try to buy back the town, did you say?" enquired the good-will of my own shop. There's Doctor. “I know no person of that some excellent gin here, Doctor-will name.”

you take a noggin?" “ Oh, but we all change our names, Doctor Wilkins declined the prof. you know. In Daintry my name is fered hospitality, and walked on to Humphreys – but here I am Fitz- the White Lion, still very much puzzHarding-Miss D'Orville is Cecilia led what to make of the wonderful Wiggings—and Altamont is - Con- tale he had heard. The last offer of found the villain, I have forgotten his Mr Humphreys, and the sight of an name—but his father, they say, is a empty tumbler, partly explained the gentleman, and rich. Oh, Cecilia, extraordinary manner of his patient ; you have broken my heart; the good- but what to conclude about the other will of my business is sold to my suic- things that had amazed him—the murcessor-and tea's every moment upon

ders and other horrible confessions-the rise !"

he did not know. He determined, af“ And how do you mean to pro- ter once more seeing the fair sufferer ceed to escape pursuit ?”

in the White Lion, to go and consult “ Pursuit! For what?"

his friend Mr Huggings.

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CHAPTER IV. But that worthy gentleman was in Pike, as he walked into the room ; no condition to give advice to any “you guess, I suppose, why I call ?" one. His mind was so worried and * No-that is, yes-can't imagine agitated with fears of the prying pro- indeed," stammered Huggings, in vain pensities of his neighbour, Mr Pike, attempting to appear unconcerned, that he could get no rest. He took while Pike's eye was fixed on him with to studying a book, which contained an expression of gratified malignity. the lives of persons hanged by mistake, “ I think it my duty to warn you and was immersed in his little back to be careful in what you say," conparlour in the study of the Newgate tinued the disappointed coroner, Calendar when Mr Pike was announ- whatever you utter will be reported." ced.

“ What's the matter?- what do you • Mr Pike to call on me! I am mean?” cried Huggings, with a vain doomed to decimation to a certainty.” attempt at a bluster; “your demeanour

. Good-day, Mr Huggings,” said is deteriorating to my respectability."


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