The Freemason's Daughter: A Novel — page 292: what you’re looking at

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THE FREEMASONS DAUGHTER. 287 “What Forrester!” repeated the youth, ina tone of contempt; “‘ you must have kept pretty reckonings, not to have heard of Forrester, the Bow Street officer; everybody knows him! Ask this gentleman,’ he added, turning to the young pale-faced passenger ; “PU be bound he has heard of him!” The person thus appealed to walked away. “IT am sure the gentleman has,” continued the speaker, with a knowing wink ; “ Forrester has made more trips over the Atlantic than the oldest monthly packet in the service, though no one could ever tell what ships he sailed in. One thing is certain, that if a fellow has cut from England, either for forgery, rob- bery or murder, and happens to be worth the catching, he is sure, on his arrival at New York, to find Forrester waiting to receive him, with a warrant backed by the States Marshal. He is sure to nab him. Then he does it in such a gentlemanly manner, you can’t feel angry with him. So, do you see, as no one knows how he gets over, it’s my opinion he swims over; if I was the party he was waiting for I should go to him at once, for he is sure to have him.” A loud laugh followed the explanation of the young sailor, for there were few in the vessel but understood the joke. Flin and Ben did not half like it; the former, clutching his companion bythe arm, pulled him away. ‘‘ Enough of that fool’s prating,” he said; ‘‘ come this way.” COniiclooecl SS (SO