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THE PASTILLES 175 would be sure to take it fast enough. But one thing is cer- tain, he wouldn’t go and give hisself up merely to have the pleasure of informing agin me, and it’s unkimmon sure that he couldn’t inform against me unless he did give hisself up. So, all things considered, I don’t think there’s no harm to be afeerd on in that there quarter.”’ Mr. Barnes had arrived at this satisfactory conclusion, when on raising his eyes, whom should he behold crossing the street and advancing toward him but old Jonathan Carnabie? The sexton of Woodbridge did not look by any means the better for his debauch of the night but one pre- viously; on the contrary, he was pale and ill, and seemed as if he had arisen from a bed of sickness. The fact was that the stupefying drug used by the Burker had produced a very injurious effect on the sexton. ‘‘ By jingo, I’m done for!’ said the Burker to himself, as Jonathan advanced straight toward him. ‘“ He’ll twig me through this cussed black gabardine and this thunderin’ gray beard — But I’m a fool! Old Jonathan’s eyes isn’t half so sharp as the detective chaps’ wisual organs, and they can’t see through me no more than if I was one of them postesses. I'll look as serious as if I’d just come out of the sinnygog.”’ ‘How do you sell your pastilles, my good old man?” inquired the sexton of Woodbridge, fumbling at the bottom of his pockets for a few halfpence. The Burker answered the question very curtly indeed, but imitating the Jewish accent as much as he could, for he had not forgotten the conversation he had overheard at the public-house on the preceding night, when it was stated that Jonathan Carnabie had been struck by his “‘ lingo ”’ at the time he was beguiling him with tales of his respectabil- ity. “ Well, Pll buy a few pastilles,’’ said Jonathan, “‘ for my landlady seems to be very fond of them, and as she is exceed- ingly kind and civil, I must make her a little present.’’ The Burker received the copper coins, gave the suitable number of pastilles, and eying the old sexton askance, hoped that he would at once take himself off. But it was not so. Jonathan possessed an inquiring disposition, and he thought that, as he had come to London, it was his duty to make himself acquainted with every matter on which he was previously uninformed, and however trivial its interest. EOMINGIOOKS (CO)