"Vy, vot can you know about it, Ginger?" said the Sandman, looking up, evidently rather annoyed.
"I only know this," replied Ginger, "that you"ve got a good case, and if you"ll let me into it, I"ll engage to make summat of it."
"Vell, I"m agreeable," said the Sandman.
"And so am I," added the Tinker.
"Not that I pays much regard to wot you"ve bin a readin" in his papers,"
purused Ginger; "the gemman"s evidently half-cracked, if he ain"t cracked altogether--but he"s jist the person to work upon. He fancies hisself immortal--eh?"
"Exactly so," replied the Tinker.
"And he also fancies he"s committed a lot o" murders?" perused Ginger.
"A desperate lot," replied the Tinker.
"Then he"ll be glad to buy those papers at any price," said Ginger.
"Ve"ll deal vith him in regard to the pocket-book, as I deals vith regard to a dog--ask a price for its rest.i.tootion."
"We must find him out first," said the Sandman.
"There"s no difficulty in that," rejoined Ginger. "You must be constantly on the look-out. You"re sure to meet him some time or other."
"That"s true," replied the Sandman; "and there"s no fear of his knowin"
us, for the werry moment he looked round I knocked him on the head."
"Arter all," said the Tinker, "there"s no branch o" the perfession so safe as yours, Ginger. The law is favourable to you, and the beaks is afeerd to touch you. I think I shall turn dog-fancier myself."
"It"s a good business," replied Ginger, "but it requires a hedication.
As I wos sayin", we gets a high price sometimes for restorin" a favourite, especially ven ve"ve a soft-hearted lady to deal vith.
There"s some vimen as fond o" dogs as o" their own childer, and ven ve gets one o" their precious pets, ve makes "em ransom it as the brigands you see at the Adelphi or the Surrey sarves their prisoners, threatenin"
to send first an ear, and then a paw, or a tail, and so on. I"ll tell you wot happened t"other day. There wos a lady--a Miss Vite--as was desperate fond of her dog. It wos a ugly warmint, but no matter for that--the creater had gained her heart. Vell, she lost it; and, somehow or other, I found it. She vos in great trouble, and a friend o" mine calls to say she can have the dog agin, but she must pay eight pound for it. She thinks this dear, and a friend o" her own adwises her to wait, sayin" better terms will be offered; so I sends vord by my friend that if she don"t come down at once the poor animal"s throat vill be cut that werry night."
"Ha!--ha!--ha!" laughed the others.
"Vell, she sent four pound, and I put up with it," pursued Ginger; "but about a month arterwards she loses her favourite agin, and, strange to say, I finds it. The same game is played over agin, and she comes down with another four pound. But she takes care this time that I shan"t repeat the trick; for no sooner does she obtain persession of her favourite than she embarks in the steamer for France, in the hope of keeping her dog safe there."
"Oh! Miss Bailey, unfortinate Miss Bailey!--Fol-de-riddle-tol-ol-lol--unfortinate Miss Bailey!" sang the Tinker.
"But there"s dog-fanciers in France, ain"t there?" asked the Sandman.
"Lor" bless "ee, yes," replied Ginger; "there"s as many fanciers i"
France as here. Vy, ve drives a smartish trade wi" them through them foreign steamers. There"s scarcely a steamer as leaves the port o"
London but takes out a cargo o" dogs. Ve sells "em to the stewards, stokers, and sailors--cheap--and no questins asked. They goes to Ostend, Antverp, Rotterdam, Hamburg, and sometimes to Havre. There"s a Mounseer Coqquilu as comes over to buy dogs, and ve takes "em to him at a house near Billinsgit market."
"Then you"re alvays sure o" a ready market somehow," observed the Sandman.
"Sartin," replied Ginger, "cos the law"s so kind to us. Vy, bless you, a perliceman can"t detain us, even if he knows ve"ve a stolen dog in our persession, and ve svears it"s our own; and yet he"d stop you in a minnit if he seed you with a suspicious-lookin" bundle under your arm.
Now, jist to show you the difference atwixt the two perfessions:--I steals a dog--walue, maybe, fifty pound, or p"raps more. Even if I"m catched i" the fact I may get fined twenty pound, or have six months"
imprisonment; vile, if you steals an old fogle, walue three fardens, you"ll get seven years abroad, to a dead certainty."
"That seems hard on us," observed the Sandman reflectively.
"It"s the _law_!" exclaimed Ginger triumphantly. "Now, ve generally escapes by payin" the fine, "cos our pals goes and steals more dogs to raise the money. Ve alvays stands by each other. There"s a reg"lar horganisation among us; so ve can alvays bring vitnesses to svear vot ve likes, and ve so puzzles the beaks, that the case gets dismissed, and the constable says, "Vich party shall I give the dog to, your vorship?"
Upon vich, the beak replies, a-shakin" of his vise noddle, "Give it to the person in whose persession it was found. I have nuffin" more to do vith it." In course the dog is delivered up to us."
"The law seems made for dog-fanciers," remarked the Tinker.
"Wot d"ye think o" this?" pursued Ginger. "I wos a-standin" at the corner o" Gray"s Inn Lane vith some o" my pals near a coach-stand, ven a lady pa.s.ses by vith this here dog--an" a beauty it is, a real long-eared Charley--a follerin" of her. Vell, the moment I spies it, I unties my ap.r.o.n, whips up the dog, and covers it up in a trice. Vell, the lady sees me, an" gives me in charge to a perliceman. But that si"nifies nuffin". I brings six vitnesses to svear the dog vos mine, and I actually had it since it vos a blind little puppy; and, wot"s more, I brings its _mother_, and that settles the pint. So in course I"m discharged; the dog is given up to me; and the lady goes avay lamentin".
I then plays the amiable, an" offers to sell it her for twenty guineas, seein" as how she had taken a fancy to it; but she von"t bite. So if I don"t sell it next week, I shall send it to Mounseer Coqquilu. The only vay you can go wrong is to steal a dog wi" a collar on, for if you do, you may get seven years" transportation for a bit o" leather and a bra.s.s plate vorth a shillin", vile the animal, though vorth a hundred pound, can"t hurt you. There"s _law_ again--ha, ha!"
"Dog-fancier"s law!" laughed the Sandman.
"Some of the Fancy is given to cruelty," pursued Ginger, "and crops a dog"s ears, or pulls out his teeth to disguise him; but I"m too fond o"
the animal for that. I may frighten old ladies sometimes, as I told you afore, but I never seriously hurts their pets. Nor did I ever kill a dog for his skin, as some on "em does."
"And you"re always sure o" gettin" a dog, if you vants it, I s"pose?"
inquired the Tinker.
"Alvays," replied Ginger. "No man"s dog is safe. I don"t care how he"s kept, ve"re sure to have him at last. Ve feels our vay with the sarvents, and finds out from them the walley the master or missis sets on the dog, and soon after that the animal"s gone. Vith a bit o" liver, prepared in my partic"lar vay, I can tame the fiercest dog as ever barked, take him off his chain, an" bring him arter me at a gallop."
"And do respectable parties ever buy dogs knowin" they"re stolen?"
inquired the Tinker.
"Ay, to be sure," replied Ginger; "sometimes first-rate n.o.bs. They put us up to it themselves; they"ll say, "I"ve jist left my Lord So-and-So"s, and there I seed a couple o" the finest pointers I ever clapped eyes on. I vant you to get me _jist sich another couple_."
Vell, ve understands in a minnit, an" in doo time the identicle dogs finds their vay to our customer."
"Oh! that"s how it"s done?" remarked the Sandman.
"Yes, that"s the vay," replied Ginger. "Sometimes a party"ll vant a couple o" dogs for the shootin" season; and then ve asks, "Vich vay are you a-goin"--into Surrey or Kent?" And accordin" as the answer is given ve arranges our plans."
"Vell, yourn appears a profitable and safe employment, I must say,"
remarked the Sandman.
"Perfectly so," replied Ginger. "Nothin" can touch us till dogs is declared by statute to be property, and stealin" "em a misdemeanour. And that won"t occur in my time."
"Let"s hope not," rejoined the other two.
"To come back to the pint from vich we started," said the Tinker; "our gemman"s case is not so surprisin" as it at first appears. There are some persons as believe they never will die--and I myself am of the same opinion. There"s our old deputy here--him as ve calls Old Parr--vy, he declares he lived in Queen Bess"s time, recollects King Charles bein"
beheaded perfectly vell, and remembers the Great Fire o" London, as if it only occurred yesterday."
"Walker!" exclaimed Ginger, putting his finger to his nose.
"You may larf, but it"s true," replied the Tinker. "I recollect an old man tellin" me that he knew the deputy sixty years ago, and he looked jist the same then as now,--neither older nor younger."
"Humph!" exclaimed Ginger. "He don"t look so old now."
"That"s the cur"ousest part of it," said the Tinker. "He don"t like to talk of his age unless you can get him i" the humour; but he once told me he didn"t know why he lived so long, unless it were owin" to a potion he"d swallowed, vich his master, who was a great conjurer in Queen Bess"s days, had brew"d."