Penny Dreadfuls, 1870 · page 346 of 393
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FRESH SCENES AT THE JETTY 329 fied themselves, as far as they were able, that the coast was clear, they began to enter upon their usual avocations. These were Kobolt, Walden, and Hernani, who, having gambled away the money which they had received from Jocelyn Loftus, came to fling their nets into the lake in the hope of catching some of that ‘“‘ fish ’’ for which they re- ceived so good a price from Doctor Maravelli. Indeed, as the doctor had a general order from the German universities for as many heads as he chose to transmit for purposes of phrenological study, and as he himself was passionately devoted to the use of the dissecting-knife, Kobolt and his vane always found a ready market for the “ subjects ”’ which they might procure. They therefore had their general order from the doctor for whatsoever they might fish up from Lake Leman, and what with accidents, murders, and suicides, there was a tolerably good harvest to be reaped in this way throughout the year. Having arranged their tackle, they proceeded to drag in the usual manner, and in a few minutes they brought up a dead body. ‘Why, this is good luck Talc ” said Kobolt, as they drew the corpse under the jetty. ‘‘ Now, then, Walden, you be off and get down the cart.’’ “All right,” said the individual thus addressed, and away he sped. “Come, I don’t like to be idle,’ said Kobolt to Hernani, “let us have another throw. Not that it is at all likely we shall get a second bite to our hooks on this occasion.” “Why not?” asked the Italian. “ It’s all a chapter of accidents, and in the same way that for weeks together we have fished every night without dragging up anything, so have we also now and then got a couple of bites on the same night. Come, let us go and drag the other side.’’ Having despoiled the corpse of the money and watch in the pockets, and taken a ring from the finger, congratulating themselves at the same time upon the value of the booty, the two men passed under the pier, and proceeded to fling their tackle on the side which they now reached. Good luck again attended them, and in a few minutes they brought another corpse to the shore. Their savage joy was now indeed great, the more so as this one likewise had gold in its pockets, a watch and chain in the fob, and a couple CORNICLOO eS) (CO) am