The Child of Waterloo, or, The Horrors of the Battle-Field — page 216: what you’re looking at

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| THE CHILD OF WATERLOO. 218 mighty pretty girl you are, to be sure. How is the young lady ? ‘*Oh, good gracious, do you know ?” ‘Yes, to be sure, but I’m a friend, you know. Tell me all about her, and then I shall know if you know, and there will be golden guineas enough for you to roll over and over in.” ‘You don’t mean that? Will the captain——” ‘‘The what—the captain—did she speak of the captain ?” ‘‘ She speaks of nothing else but the captain, and _ she cries all day long. Poor thing, I do pity her, and I wonder bow they can have the heart to behave to her as they do. Keeping her locked up in such a way, all to please some wretch that they kuow, who brought her from the country—poor thing, for all the world like a felonious felon.” ‘The villain of the world.” ‘‘Oh, you may say that, Mr. ——, what do you call ’em ?” ‘‘ Rafferty Brolickbones, my darlint; at your service.” ‘‘ Yes, Mr. Brolick—something. You may say that, and never a word of alie. I’d give you one of the eyes out of my head to do her aservice. It was but this morning she said to me, ‘Ju- dith,’ says she,—she calls me that, but my rale name is Judy, —‘ well,’ says she ‘if the captain knew I was here he’d storm the house,’ says she.” ‘** And so he would.” ‘‘ Would he, indeed? Is he handsome ?” ‘* As like me as one pea is like another.” ‘*You dort say so? Oh, tell him she thinks of nothing but him. Tell him she does nothing but cry all day long. Has he come up all the way out of the country to look for her ?” ‘‘ Faith then, he has, my dear, and he won't go back again without her, you may depend. You may look upon your fort- une as made entirely, you may; for the captain has got lots of money, and is as generous as a waterspout.” ‘‘Is he, indeed? Oh, whata nice fellow he must be. I do hate missus, and I hate master, and so if you and the captain like to run away with us——” ‘* With us ?” ‘“Yes; me and the young lady, poor dear thing. How she does mope, to be sure. She writes lots of letters to him, and then she tears them up and puts them in the fire. They want to kill her.” **T tell you what it is, my darlint, I'll come and take her away. She'll know me as soon as she sees me, and then you'll know that it’s all right. When shall I come?” ‘Why, suppose you come after they have all gone to bed to- night, you know? Then I'll tell her that the captain has come up from the country for her, and she can step cown-stairs, for I'll take care to give ber something to break the room door ope where they shut her up. At twelve, then, to-night.” ° ‘‘Amin! T’ll be here, and you tell her that the captain has not known a minute’s peace or comfort since she’s been gone, and that he would be a dead man in another year and a day if he didn’t see her again, for she’s the darlint of his heart.” comicbooks. com