"Ah, Dame Lobkins, if so be as "ow little Paul vas a vith you, it would be a gallows comfort to you in your latter hend!"
The name of Paul made the good woman incline her bead towards the speaker; a ray of consciousness shot through her bedulled brain.
"Little Paul,--eh, sirs! where is Paul? Paul, I say, my ben cull. Alack!
he"s gone,--left his poor old nurse to die like a cat in a cellar. Oh, Dummie, never live to be old, man! They leaves us to oursel"s, and then takes away all the lush with "em! I has not a drop o" comfort in the "varsal world!"
Dummie, who at this moment had his own reasons for soothing the dame, and was anxious to make the most of the opportunity of a conversation as unwitnessed as the present, replied tenderly, and with a cunning likely to promote his end, reproached Paul bitterly for never having informed the dame of his whereabout and his proceedings. "But come, dame," he wound up, "come, I guess as how he is better nor all that, and that you need not beat your hold brains to think where he lies, or vot he"s a doing. Blow me tight, Mother Lob,--I ax pardon, Mrs. Margery, I should say,--if I vould not give five bob, ay, and five to the tail o" that, to know what the poor lad is about; I takes a mortal hinterest in that "ere chap!"
"Oh! oh!" groaned the old woman, on whose palsied sense the astute inquiries of Dummie Dunnaker fell harmless; "my poor sinful carca.s.s!
what a way it be in!"
Artfully again did Dummie Dunnaker, nothing defeated, renew his attack; but fortune does not always favour the wise, and it failed Dummie now, for a twofold reason,--first, because it was not possible for the dame to comprehend him; secondly, because even if it had been, she had nothing to reveal. Some of Clifford"s pecuniary gifts had been conveyed anonymously, all without direction or date; and for the most part they had been appropriated by the sage Martha, into whose hands they fell, to her own private uses. Nor did the dame require Clifford"s grateful charity; for she was a woman tolerably well off in this world, considering how near she was waxing to another. Longer, however, might Dummie have tried his unavailing way, had not the door of the inn creaked on its hinges, and the bulky form of a tall man in a smockfrock, but with a remarkably fine head of hair, darkened the threshold. He honoured the dame, who cast on him a lackl.u.s.tre eye, with a sulky yet ambrosial nod, seized a bottle of spirits and a tumbler, lighted a candle, drew a small German pipe and a tobacco-box from his pouch, placed these several luxuries on a small table, wheeled it to a far corner of the room, and throwing himself into one chair, and his legs into another, he enjoyed the result of his pains in a moody and supercilious silence. Long and earnestly did the meek Dummie gaze on the face of the gentleman before him. It had been some years since he had last beheld it; but it was one which did not easily escape the memory; and although its proprietor was a man who had risen in the world, and had gained the height of his profession (a station far beyond the diurnal sphere of Dummie Dunnaker), and the humble purloiner was therefore astonished to encounter him in these lower regions, yet Dummie"s recollection carried him back to a day when they had gone shares together without respect of persons, and been right jolly partners in the practical game of beggar my neighbour. While, however, Dummie Dunnaker, who was a little inclined to be shy, deliberated as to the propriety of claiming acquaintanceship, a dirty boy, with a face which betokened the frost, as Dummie himself said, like a plum dying of the scarlet fever, entered the room, with a newspaper in his dexter paw.
"Great news! great news!" cried the urchin, imitating his vociferous originals in the street; "all about the famous Captain Lovett, as large as life!"
""Old your blarney, you blattergowl!" said Dummie, rebukingly, and seizing the journal.
"Master says as how he must have it to send to Clapham, and can"t spare it for more than a "our!" said the boy, as he withdrew.
"I "members the day," said Dummie, with the zeal of a clansman, "when the Mug took a paper all to itsel" instead o" "iring it by the job like!"
Thereon he opened the paper with a fillip, and gave himself tip to the lecture. But the tall stranger, half rising with a start, exclaimed,--
"Can"t you have the manners to be communicative? Do you think n.o.body cares about Captain Lovett but yourself?" On this, Dummie turned round on his chair, and, with a "Blow me tight, you"re velcome, I"m sure,"
began as follows (we copy the paper, not the diction of the reader):--
"The trial of the notorious Lovett commences this day. Great exertions have been made by people of all cla.s.ses to procure seats in the Town Hall, which will be full to a degree never before known in this peaceful province. No less than seven indictments are said to await the prisoner; it has been agreed that the robbery of Lord Mauleverer should be the first to come on. The princ.i.p.al witness in this case against the prisoner is understood to be the king"s evidence, MacGrawler. No news as yet have been circulated concerning the suspected accomplices, Augustus Tomlinson and Edward Pepper. It is believed that the former has left the country, and that the latter is lurking among the low refuges of guilt with which the heart of the metropolis abounds. Report speaks highly of the person and manners of Lovett. He is also supposed to be a man of some talent, and was formerly engaged in an obscure periodical edited by MacGrawler, and termed the "Althenaeum," Or "Asinaeum."
Nevertheless, we apprehend that his origin is remarkably low, and suitable to the nature of his pursuits. The prisoner will be most fortunate in a judge. Never did any one holding the same high office as Sir William Brandon earn an equal reputation in so short a time. The Whigs are accustomed to sneer at us, when we insist on the private virtues of our public men. Let them look to Sir William Brandon, and confess that the austerest morals maybe linked with the soundest knowledge and the most brilliant genius. The opening address of the learned judge to the jury at-------is perhaps the most impressive and solemn piece of eloquence in the English language!"
A cause for this eulogium might haply be found in another part of the paper, in which it was said,--
"Among the higher circles, we understand, the rumour has gone forth that Sir William Brandon is to be recalled to his old parliamentary career in a more elevated scene. So highly are this gentleman"s talents respected by his Majesty and the ministers, that they are, it is reported, anxious to secure his a.s.sistance in the House of Lords!"
When Dummie had spelt his "toilsome march" through the first of the above extracts he turned round to the tall stranger, and, eying him with a sort of winking significance, said,--
"So MacGrawler peaches,--blows the gaff on his pals, eh! Vel, now, I always suspected that "ere son of a gun! Do you know, he used to be at the Mug many "s a day, a teaching our little Paul, and says I to Piggy Lob, says I, "Blow me tight, but that cove is a queer one! and if he does not come to be scragged," says I, "it vill only be because he"ll turn a rusty, and scrag one of his pals!" So you sees" (here Dummie looked round, and his voice sank into a whisper),--"so you sees, Meester Pepper, I vas no fool there!"
Long Ned dropped his pipe, and said sourly and with a suspicious frown, "What! you know me?"
"To be sure and sartin I does," answered little Dummie, walking to the table where the robber sat. "Does not you know I?"
Ned regarded the interrogator with a sullen glance, which gradually brightened into knowledge. "Ah!" said he, with the air of a Brummel, "Mr. b.u.mmie, or Dummie, I think, eh! Shake a paw,--I"m glad to see you.
Recollect the last time I saw you, you rather affronted me. Never mind.
I dare say you did not mean it."
Encouraged by this affable reception from the highwayman, though a little embarra.s.sed by Ned"s allusion to former conduct on his part, which he felt was just, Dummie grinned, pushed a stool near Ned, sat himself down, and carefully avoiding any immediate answer to Ned"s complaints, rejoined,--
"Do you know, Meester Pepper, you struck I all of a heap? I could not have s"posed as how you"d condescend nowadays to come to the Mug, vhere I never seed you but once afore. Lord love ye, they says as "ow you go to all the fine places in ruffles, with a pair of silver pops in your vaistcoat pocket! Vy, the boys hereabout say that you and Meester Tomlinson, and this "ere poor devil in quod, vere the finest gemmen in town; and, Lord, for to think of your ciwility to a pitiful ragmerchant, like I!"
"Ah!" said Ned, gravely, "there are sad principles afloat now. They want to do away with all distinctions in ranks,--to make a duke no better than his valet, and a gentleman highwayman cla.s.s with a filcher of fogles." But, damme, if I don"t think misfortune levels us all quite enough; and misfortune brings me here, little Dummie."
"Ah! you vants to keep out of the vay of the bulkies!"
"Right. Since poor Lovett was laid by the heels, which I must say was the fault of his own deuced gentlemanlike behaviour to me and Augustus (you"ve heard of Guz, you say), the knot of us seems quite broken.
One"s own friends look inclined to play one false; and really, the queer cuffins hover so sharply upon us that I thought it safe to duck for a time. So I have taken a lodging in a cellar, and I intend for the next three months to board at the Mug. I have heard that I may be sure of lying snug here. Dummie, your health! Give us the baccy."
"I say, Meester Pepper," said Dummie, clearing his throat, when he had obeyed the request, "can you tell I, if so be you "as met in your travels our little Paul? Poor chap! You knows as "ow and vy he was sent to quod by Justice Burnflat. Vel, ven he got out, he vent to the devil, or summut like it, and ve have not "card a vord of him since. You "members the lad,--a "nation fine cull, tall and straight as a harrow!"
"Why, you fool," said Ned, "don"t you know"--then checking himself suddenly, "Ah! by the by, that rigmarole oath! I was not to tell; though now it"s past caring for, I fear! It is no use looking after the seal when the letter"s burned."
"Blow me," cried Dunnaker, with unaffected vehemence, "I sees as how you know vot"s come of he! Many"s the good turn I"ll do you, if you vill but tell I."
"Why, does he owe you a dozen bobs; or what, Dummie?" said Ned.
"Not he,--not he," cried Dummie.
"What then, you want to do him a mischief of some sort?"
"Do little Paul a mischief!" e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.ed Dummie; "vy, I"ve known the cull ever since he was that high! No, but I vants to do him a great sarvice, Meester Pepper, and myself too,--and you to boot, for aught that I know, Meester Pepper."
"Humph!" said Ned,--"humph! what do you mean? I do, it is true, know where Paul is; but you must tell me first why you wish to know, otherwise you may ask your grandfather for me."
A long, sharp, wistful survey did Mr. Dummie Dunnaker cast around him before he rejoined. All seemed safe and convenient for confidential communication. The supine features of Mrs. Lobkins were hushed in a drowsy stupor; even the gray cat that lay by the fire was curled in the embrace of Morpheus. Nevertheless, it was in a close whisper that Dummie spoke.
"I dares be bound, Meester Pepper, that you "members vell ven Harry Cook, the great highvayman,--poor fellow! he"s gone vhere ve must all go,--brought you, then quite a gossoon," for the first time to the little back parlour at the c.o.c.k and Hen, Dewereux Court?"
Ned nodded a.s.sent.
"And you "members as how I met Harry and you there, and I vas all afeard at you,--"cause vy? I had never seen you afore, and ve vas a going to crack a swell"s crib. And Harry spoke up for you, and said as "ow though you had just gone on the town, you was already prime up to gammon. You "members, eh?"
"Ay, I remember all," said Ned; "it was the first and only house I ever had a hand in breaking into. Harry was a fellow of low habits; so I dropped his acquaintance, and took solely to the road, or a chance ingenuity now and then. I have no idea of a gentleman turning cracksman."
"Vel, so you vent vith us, and ve slipped you through a pane in the kitchen-vindow. You vas the least of us, big as you be now; and you vent round and opened the door for us; and ven you had opened the door, you saw a voman had joined us, and you were a funked then, and stayed vithout the crib, to keep vatch vhile ve vent in."
"Well, well," cried Ned, "what the devil has all this rigmarole got to do with Paul?"
"Now don"t be glimflashy, but let me go on smack right about. Vell, ven ve came out, you minds as "ow the voman had a bundle in her arms, and you spake to her; and she answered you roughly, and left us all, and vent straight home; and ve vent and fenced the swag" that wery night and afterwards napped the regulars. And sure you made us laugh "artily, Meester Pepper, when you said, says you, "That "ere voman is a rum blo"
en." So she vas, Meester Pepper!"
[The reader has probably observed the use made by Dummie and Mrs.
Lobkins of Irish phraseology or p.r.o.nunciation, This is a remarkable trait in the dialect of the lowest orders in London, owing, we suppose, to their constant a.s.sociation with emigrants from "the first flower of the earth." Perhaps it is a modish affectation among the gentry of St. Giles"s, just as we eke out our mother- tongue with French at Mayfair.]
"Oh, spare me," said Ned, affectedly, "and make haste; you keep me all in the dark. By the way, I remember that you joked me about the bundle; and when I asked what the woman had wrapped in it, you swore it was a child. Rather more likely that the girl, whoever she was, would have left a child behind her than carried one off!" The face of Dummie waxed big with conscious importance.
"Vell, now, you would not believe us; but it vas all true. That "ere bundle vas the voman"s child,--I s"pose an unnatural von by the gemman; she let us into the "ouse on condition we helped her off vith it. And, blow me tight, but ve paid ourselves vel for our trouble. That "ere voman vas a strange cretur; they say she had been a lord"s blowen; but howsomever, she was as "ot-"eaded and hodd as if she had been. There vas old Nick"s hown row made on the matter, and the revard for our [de]tection vas so great, that as you vas not much tried yet, Harry thought it best for to take you vith "im down to the country, and told you as "ow it vas all a flam about the child in the bundle!"
"Faith," said Ned, "I believed him readily enough; and poor Harry was twisted shortly after, and I went into Ireland for safety, where I stayed two years,--and deuced good claret I got there!"
"So, vhiles you vas there," continued Dummie, "poor Judy, the voman, died,--she died in this very "ouse, and left the horphan to the [af]fection of Piggy Lob, who was "nation fond of it surely! Oh! but I "members vot a night it vas ven poor Judy died; the vind vistled like mad, and the rain tumbled about as if it had got a holiday; and there the poor creature lay raving just over "ed of this room we sits in!