The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 329: what you’re looking at

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THE HANGMAN’S PROCEEDINGS 303 for; and now that it’s all gone nice and comfortable through the melting-pot, and you are safe to sell the lump of silver in Holland for three hundred pound —” | “ Granted, granted!’ interrupted old Jeremy, with some little degree of impatience. “So, deducting the sixty that I gave for it, we will reckon the gain to be two hundred and forty, the third of which is exactly eighty pounds, and that is what I am going to give you —”’ “You ought to make it a hundred, a cool hundred,” interrupted the Swag Chovey Bloak, “ and then I shall be quite satisfied.” “Say ninety, and it shall be a bargain,’’ whispered old Humpage, his words hissing like a hideous reptile. ‘“‘ Only think, my dear friend, ninety pounds in good gold and bank- notes! And you to have it all at once, while I have got to wait till my agent Bekerlynck at The Hague disposes of the lump of silver and remits me the proceeds.” “Well, come, we won’t stand haggling here,’’ answered the Swag Chovey Bloak, in a somewhat surly tone. ‘“ The morning is advancing, and, besides, you know where I have got to go and what I have got to do.”’ ‘““ Yes, yes,’ observed Jeremy Humpage, in a chuckling manner, although he still continued to speak in a low whis- per. ‘‘ We must say another word or two upon that. But first of all, take your money. Here’s six tens, that’s sixty; here’s a twenty, that’s eighty; and here’s ten good gold sovereigns as ever were coined. Look at it all, — ninety pounds! Isn’t it a sum to part with? But now put it up safe in your pocket, and just take a towel and smear your face. It’s rather blackened by bending over the furnace for so many hours.” Here the Hangman heard the sounds of a basin and jug rattling and water pouring out, so that he had no difficulty in understanding, in his place of concealment, that the Swag Chovey Bloak had followed old Jeremy’s advice and was performing his ablutions. Meanwhile Daniel Coffin thought to himself, “‘ It’s a precious piece of good luck that put me in the way of finding out where old Jeremy’s iron safe is, and also gave me a hint about the lump of silver these rascals have been talking of. But I will be bound to say that instead of Mr. Jeremy Humpage sending it over to Mynheer Bekerlynck of The Hague to sell for him, it’s Mr. ? ) (GO) nn) GDoOo <Si iin