The Child of Waterloo, or, The Horrors of the Battle-Field — page 59: what you’re looking at

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56 THE CHILD OF WATERLOO, CHAPTER XIII. ‘HE is gone,” said Mr. Bland. ‘“‘You are certain he is dead?” asked Captain Morton, with a perplexed air. ‘Quite. And I fear your interview with him has been far from satisfactory, Captain Morton.”- ‘*By Heaven! I can gather nothing from it. He has men- tioned the name of one of my family. But nothing but the name. God only knows what he intended tosay. How unfort- unate anne he should die so sudden as this! What was his name ?” ‘* That nobody knows.” ** Not know his name ?” ‘‘No. Sucb has been the confusion here, and such the anx- iety to hear what he wished to say himself, that nobody knows who or what he is. Possibly, though, among his papers—he talked of having papers—some clew may be found to his name and connections.” ‘‘He had some papers he was very careful of,” said Jem, “ina private little pocket in the saddle of his horse. Here’s the gad- dle. Hilloa! the leather is cut to pieces. My life on it, whoever did the murder has stolen his papers, and who knows but it may have been done just for them.” ‘*More provoking still,” said Captain Morton, ‘“‘ more provok- ing, still. Those papers might have aided us in finding out who e was.” ‘* If you please, sir, here is Master Spurgin,” said Susan, sud- denly appearing at the door of the chamber. ‘‘The village constable,” said Captain Morton. ‘ Let. him come in. It is his duty to take some cognizance of what has happened, although he may not bring the soundest judgment to bear upon the circumstances, or the most extended powers of research.” ‘¢Gentlemen,” said the constable, walking in, ‘‘I’m your ex- treme dewoted, as we says; I heerd as there was a skirimage, and here Tis. Where's the malefactor? I suspect this will be some case of manslaughter, and misdemeanor at nisi prices, as we used to say in Westminster Hall. Ha! what has happened, Master Toggs ?” ‘© If you look at the bed you'll see,” said Toggs. ** As you are the only man here in any authority,” said Cap- tain Morton, ‘‘ you had better take what steps you think neces- sary. There has been a murder committed, there can be no doubt. ‘‘Shall I take up Toggs, shall I take up Toggs? Didn’t he confess as he did it?” ‘*T don’t think he did exactly.” ‘‘Oh, yes,” said Toggs, ‘‘take me up, take me up. No matter what becomes of me. Take me up.” ‘‘T must take somebody up,” answered Spurgin: ‘‘and all I comicbooks. com