The Mysteries of the Court of London — page 32: what you’re looking at

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MOTHER FRANKLIN 15 possible. Another time I'll tell you more. At all events, I’ve told you enow for the present to put you on your guard against your enemies, Mr. Sampson.”’ Having thus spoken, the harridan received the second ten guineas, and took her departure, mumbling to herself, “Ha! now I shall be revenged. Daniel Coffin said he should have the satisfaction of tucking me up before he died; but I shall have the pleasure of seeing him swing to the gallows-tree, ha! ha! ha!” About an hour afterward Nell Gibson was ushered by Dame Margery into the presence of the Bow Street officer. “ Well, it is for to-night,’’ said the young woman the mo- ment the housekeeper had retired and she found herself alone with Larry Sampson. “Ah! it is for to-night, eh?” he said, affecting to fall most credulously into the snare spread to enmesh him. ‘‘ And where is the conference to take place? ”’ ‘Down at Bencull’s dark crib,’ replied Nell Gibson, fixing a searching glance upon Sampson, so as to penetrate into the depths of his soul and thus assure herself that he really suspected nothing. “Now let us understand the whole thing thoroughly, so that there may be no mistake,’’ he observed, motioning Nell Gibson to take a seat and handing her a glass of wine. ‘* According to what you have previously told me, the Hang- man’s gang contemplate some desperate and astounding deed of villainy, the nature of which is, however, unknown to you. They have already had two or three consultations, from which you have been excluded; and now to-night the last consultation is to be held, to settle the whole plan and arrange all the proceedings. Is not this it? ”’ “That is exactly how the matter stands, Mr. Sampson,”’ replied Nell Gibson. “Well, then,’’ resumed the officer, “ you must now tell me all over again exactly what you propose; because having a great many different things to think of, I may not perhaps exactly remember all you have said to me at our previous interviews.” “TI can explain myself over again in a very few words,”’ said Nell Gibson. ‘‘ You must understand that at the back of the dark crib there is a sort of gallery, overlooking the ditch — ” Cconnicloooks (C(O)