It was Daniel"s turn to roll his eyes. "Mr. Partry and Mr. Hoxton have, on our behalf, evicted a wh.o.r.e and twenty million bedbugs from a room above a tavern. If that that is is leasing real estate, leasing real estate, then then Prudence Prudence is the Spanish Armada." is the Spanish Armada."
"For the amount you have spent, we could have gotten gotten the Spanish Armada," Orney returned, "but I supposed good old the Spanish Armada," Orney returned, "but I supposed good old Prudence Prudence were less apt to draw fire from the Tower." were less apt to draw fire from the Tower."
THE MEN WHO WERE Pa.s.sING the time of day under umbrellas and shed-roofs on and around Chapel Pier were oblivious to the charms and virtues of the time of day under umbrellas and shed-roofs on and around Chapel Pier were oblivious to the charms and virtues of Prudence, Prudence, and some even ventured out into the rain and tried to wave her off. Most of them were watermen who envisioned that the bulky launch would block half the Pier and create an Impediment to Commerce for some indefinite number of hours. They had ample opportunity to say so, by words and gestures, as Mr. Orney"s stolid oarsmen fought up-current, closing on the Pier"s b.u.t.t at slower than walking speed. But after a little while the inhospitable watermen were joined by a man bigger than the rest, who ambled to and fro along the brink of the Pier, striking up a chat with each waterman he found. These exchanges tended to be brief, and always ended in the same manner: the obstreperous waterman turned away and withdrew to the shelter of the Bridge. By the time and some even ventured out into the rain and tried to wave her off. Most of them were watermen who envisioned that the bulky launch would block half the Pier and create an Impediment to Commerce for some indefinite number of hours. They had ample opportunity to say so, by words and gestures, as Mr. Orney"s stolid oarsmen fought up-current, closing on the Pier"s b.u.t.t at slower than walking speed. But after a little while the inhospitable watermen were joined by a man bigger than the rest, who ambled to and fro along the brink of the Pier, striking up a chat with each waterman he found. These exchanges tended to be brief, and always ended in the same manner: the obstreperous waterman turned away and withdrew to the shelter of the Bridge. By the time Prudence Prudence worked close enough for Orney to cast a line onto the Pier, this bulky cove was the only man left. He intercepted the lead with a flailing arm, pa.s.sed it thrice around a bitt, and leaned back on it, inexorably ratcheting worked close enough for Orney to cast a line onto the Pier, this bulky cove was the only man left. He intercepted the lead with a flailing arm, pa.s.sed it thrice around a bitt, and leaned back on it, inexorably ratcheting Prudence Prudence forward until she b.u.mped against pier-side. forward until she b.u.mped against pier-side.
"Mind the Gap," Saturn suggested. The pa.s.sengers did, and crossed it without any fatalities. Orney sent Prudence Prudence back to Rotherhithe. Saturn led them over the stony lid of the Pier to an uneven stair, perhaps under desultory repairs, perhaps ne"er finished. They ascended it in the hunched, splay-armed gait of drunks on ice. This got them to the upper world of the Bridge: an ordinary London shop-street that just happened to be thrust up into the air on stone stilts. To their left it was vaulted over, which is to say, the Bridge itself was bridged, by an ancient Chapel. To their right spread the open fire-break called The Square. Following Saturn"s lead, they turned their backs on this and on London, and proceeded southwards, as if they were going off to the Borough to inspect the Tatler-Lock from the street. But far short of this-only a few score paces beyond the Chapel-Saturn sidestepped into a medieval doorway too narrow to admit him square-shouldered. Bracketed to the front of the building above this was a contraption consisting of a wooden platform, about the size of a cutting-board, impaled on a vertical spar, all cobwebbed with lank strands and net-works of hempen cord: a copy in miniature of ship"s rigging, rotted by weather and deranged by nest-building birds. Standing on the platform was a miniature figure of a man, raising a grog-ration; and painted below upon the wall, for the entertainment of literate customers, was the name of the establishment: Ye Main-Topp. back to Rotherhithe. Saturn led them over the stony lid of the Pier to an uneven stair, perhaps under desultory repairs, perhaps ne"er finished. They ascended it in the hunched, splay-armed gait of drunks on ice. This got them to the upper world of the Bridge: an ordinary London shop-street that just happened to be thrust up into the air on stone stilts. To their left it was vaulted over, which is to say, the Bridge itself was bridged, by an ancient Chapel. To their right spread the open fire-break called The Square. Following Saturn"s lead, they turned their backs on this and on London, and proceeded southwards, as if they were going off to the Borough to inspect the Tatler-Lock from the street. But far short of this-only a few score paces beyond the Chapel-Saturn sidestepped into a medieval doorway too narrow to admit him square-shouldered. Bracketed to the front of the building above this was a contraption consisting of a wooden platform, about the size of a cutting-board, impaled on a vertical spar, all cobwebbed with lank strands and net-works of hempen cord: a copy in miniature of ship"s rigging, rotted by weather and deranged by nest-building birds. Standing on the platform was a miniature figure of a man, raising a grog-ration; and painted below upon the wall, for the entertainment of literate customers, was the name of the establishment: Ye Main-Topp.
Pursuing Saturn through this door, the Clubb found themselves in a public house, whose floor had been strewn with fresh hop-vines in a plucky but hopeless bid to freshen the air. Some half a dozen patrons were scattered against the walls as if they"d been blown into their current positions by the explosion of a sh.e.l.l in the center of the room. They were not mere seamen, for they had shoes; but neither were they Captains, for they wanted wigs. It could be inferred that the Main-Topp catered to the low middle cla.s.s of Bridge people: ships" mates, watermen, hackney-drivers, &c. Several conversations were put in recess so that drinkers could devote all their powers of concentration to the newcomers. The barkeep, barricaded in his corner fortress, gave them all a nod. The Clubb nodded back and muttered diffident greetings, having no idea what sort of story Saturn had told the proprietor about the strange guests who"d soon be arriving. A door in the back of the room led to a steep and lightless staircase, which had no need of a banister, as a normal man could arrest his fall simply by squaring his shoulders against both sides and inhaling. In some way Saturn squirted to the top of it and through another elf-door into a room.
Though in truth "twas not the Room they saw first, but what lay beyond its windows, which faced to the east: the Pool of London, so crowded with vessels of all sizes and descriptions that it struck the eye not so much as a body of liquid water as a mora.s.s, congested and nearly rafted over by floating wood. Aboard Prudence Prudence they had been maneuvering through it-which was to say, they"d been part of it-for a few hours, and so one might not expect the scene to"ve drawn their notice as strongly as it did. But viewed from above, and framed thusly in the lattice-work of the windows, it gave an entirely different impression; the hundreds of ships, variously bobbing, rocking, steaming, smoking, loading, unloading, undergoing diverse mendings, splicings, paintings, caulkings, and swabbings, shrugging off the rain from above while holding back and riding upon Thames-pressure from below, seemed as if they had been arrayed thus solely to be viewed by the Clubb from these windows. As if some tyrant prince had conceived an enthusiasm for seascape-painting and commanded that all the Realm"s trees be cut and all its men pressed into service to create a striking Scene below his easel. they had been maneuvering through it-which was to say, they"d been part of it-for a few hours, and so one might not expect the scene to"ve drawn their notice as strongly as it did. But viewed from above, and framed thusly in the lattice-work of the windows, it gave an entirely different impression; the hundreds of ships, variously bobbing, rocking, steaming, smoking, loading, unloading, undergoing diverse mendings, splicings, paintings, caulkings, and swabbings, shrugging off the rain from above while holding back and riding upon Thames-pressure from below, seemed as if they had been arrayed thus solely to be viewed by the Clubb from these windows. As if some tyrant prince had conceived an enthusiasm for seascape-painting and commanded that all the Realm"s trees be cut and all its men pressed into service to create a striking Scene below his easel.
The room"s floor was simply the obverse of the tavern"s ceiling. It was fashioned of planks, generously s.p.a.ced, so that stripes of light and fumaroles of tobacco-smoke leaked up through the fissures.
Over them was the roof of the building. It was thatched-a quaint touch never seen any more in parts of the city that had been reached by the Fire. This drew undue notice, for some moments, from the Clubb, who stood gaping up at it as if to say, Ah yes, I have heard that once we made shelters out of gra.s.s Ah yes, I have heard that once we made shelters out of gra.s.s.
Buildings on London Bridge tended to be made by trial and error. Starting with a scheme that was more or less sane, in the broad sense that it had not fallen down yet, proprietors would enlarge their holdings by reaching out over the water with cantilevered add-ons, b.u.t.tressed with diagonal braces. This was the trial trial phase. In the next, or phase. In the next, or error error phase, the additions would topple into the Thames and wash up days later in Flanders, sometimes with furniture and dead people in them. Those that did not fall into the river were occupied, and eventually used to support further enhancements. Countless such iterations, spread thick over centuries, had made the Bridge as built-up as the laws of G.o.d and the ingenuity of Man would allow. phase, the additions would topple into the Thames and wash up days later in Flanders, sometimes with furniture and dead people in them. Those that did not fall into the river were occupied, and eventually used to support further enhancements. Countless such iterations, spread thick over centuries, had made the Bridge as built-up as the laws of G.o.d and the ingenuity of Man would allow.
Daniel, venturing across springy floor-planks to this room"s eastern extremity, found himself embraced by windows-for this had originally been a sort of experimental balcony that had been encased in gla.s.s after it had failed to collapse for several consecutive years. Like a curd held up out of the whey by a strainer, he was being kept out of the Thames by perhaps a finger"s thickness of gappy planking. Between the boards he could see a gut of the river clashing and foaming along the edge of a starling. Vertigo-Hooke"s nemesis-claimed his attention for a few moments. Then he got the better of it and turned to gaze southeast at the Borough. A few moments sufficed to identify the Tatler-Lock, whose facade of blackened bricks rose up from the bank no more than two hundred yards away. For the better viewing of which, a perspective-gla.s.s lay on the windowsill. Above it, a single diamond-shaped pane had been punched out to allow for clear viewing. Hidden as it was beneath the furry, dribbling brow of the thatched eave, this would never be noted from the Tatler-Lock.
"Enjoy a good look, then," said a new voice. "The gla.s.s is as good as any at your Society."
Daniel turned to spy Sean Partry sitting crosslegged in a back corner, surrounded by ironmongery, tamping tobacco into a pipe.
Daniel picked up the gla.s.s, telescoped it to full length, and set its wide end into the vee of the missing diamond, which had thoughtfully been lined with a rag. This held it perfectly steady, while allowing him to swivel the narrow end to and fro. Putting his eye to it, and making some small adjustments, he was rewarded with a magnified view of some windows on the upper storey of the Tatler-Lock. Several were boarded over, or else veiled with remnants of sails. One was but a vacant window-frame. Through this could be seen the floor-boards of an empty room, starry with bird-s.h.i.t.
"There is little to see," Partry admitted. "Mr. Knockmealdown has a violent aversion to eavesdroppers."
"It is very good," was Daniel"s verdict. "The hunter who stakes out bait, must establish a nearby blind, from which to observe his quarry. But not too close, lest the beast nose him, and be put on his guard. This room shall do. And you are correct, Mr. Partry, about the gla.s.s. The opticks were ground by a master."
A concentration of dust-bunnies and feather-shards marked the location of the previous tenant"s Bed and Engine of Revenue. This had been cast into the river and supplanted by more furniture of the plank-and-cask school, on which Threader and Kikin had already claimed seats. Orney moved towards the windows to mark Prudence Prudence"s progress downriver but pulled up short as he felt the balcony losing alt.i.tude under his weight.
"What have you told the proprietor about who we are, and what we are doing?" Mr. Threader was asking Saturn.
"That you are Royal Society men making observations of the daily currency of the river."
"He"s not going to believe that, that, is he?" is he?"
"You didn"t ask me what he believes believes. You asked me what I told told him. What he him. What he believes, believes, is that you are City men investigating a case of insurance fraud by spying on a certain ship anch.o.r.ed out in the Pool." is that you are City men investigating a case of insurance fraud by spying on a certain ship anch.o.r.ed out in the Pool."
"Fine-our true purpose shall not be suspected as long as he is telling people that that."
"Oh no, he"s not telling telling people that. He"s people that. He"s telling telling them that you are a Sect of Dissenters forced to meet in secret because of the recent pa.s.sage of Bolingbroke"s Schism Act." them that you are a Sect of Dissenters forced to meet in secret because of the recent pa.s.sage of Bolingbroke"s Schism Act."
"Let the blokes in the tap-room think we are Dissenters then, is all I"m trying to say."
"That"s not what they think. They think that you are Sodomites," Partry said. This silenced Threader for a while.
"No wonder we are paying such exorbitant rent," reflected Mr. Kikin, "considering the vast scope of activities going on in this one room."
Partry had spread a trapezoid of sail-cloth over the planks in the corner of the room and was sitting on it. He"d have looked like a tailor, except that he was working with the tools of the thief-taker"s trade: an array of manacles, fetters, neck-rings, chains, bolts, and padlocks, which he was sorting, inspecting, and oiling. Probably this had done nothing to improve their reputation among the regulars drinking porter six feet below.
"What is it we are to put up for auction to-day?" Partry inquired.
Daniel stepped away from the window, handing the gla.s.s to Mr. Orney, and retrieved a small wooden chest he had earlier set down on a barrel-head. "Since you are a connoisseur of Opticks, Mr. Partry, you"ll find this of interest. It is a collection of lenses, some no larger than mouse"s eyes, but ground to perfection."
Partry narrowed his eyes. "You think Jack the Coiner has gone to so much trouble to get a box of lenses?"
"I think he desires Hooke-stuff. I know not what, or why. By proffering these, we show him our bona fides bona fides. That is, we prove that we have Hooke-stuff to sell, for only Hooke made lenses like these. Whether Jack buys them or not, we"ll have his attention after to-day."
"To-day, or tomorrow, or a week hence," Partry corrected him. "There is no telling how long this will sit in the Tatler-Lock before Jack, or his deputy, comes round to appraise it." With that Partry accepted the box from Daniel, and tucked it under a sort of pea-coat he had put on as protection from the rain. He descended the stairs. Saturn followed after, and through the floor the Clubb could hear him asking the proprietor to send up four mugs of flip.
And so the Stake-out commenced. Daniel dragged an empty crate over to the balcony and sat down where he could keep an eye on the Tatler-Lock. It was unlikely there"d be anything to see, but he felt he ought to do this for the sake of form. Four mugs of steaming flip arrived on the shoulder of a fascinated bar-maid. It was, as a rule, a winter beverage, but suited them in to-day"s weather. Orney produced an octavo Bible from his pocket and began memorizing it, oblivious to displays of withering scorn being directed his way by Mr. Threader. Kikin put on gla.s.ses and began to read an impressive doc.u.ment in Cyrillic letters. Threader grubbed a pencil out of his pocket and began to dash off notes using a barrel-head as desk. Daniel had not thought to bring anything to pa.s.s the time. Partry"s hobby of fetters and chains held no allure. But Peter Hoxton, who was avidly literate, had already strewn reading materials about the place, viz. an English translation of Spinoza. This was too weighty for Daniel"s mood. He picked up a libel instead.
A Diplomatick OVERTURE from the Queen of Bonny Bonny, to Her Britannic Majesty translated from the Africk Africk by DAPPA, Amba.s.sador to the by DAPPA, Amba.s.sador to the Liberty of the Clink. Liberty of the Clink.
APOLOGY.
Owing to a spell of confusion that hath gripped the mind of Mr. Charles White, Mr. Charles White, and induced him to believe that he owns me, I have lately suspended my former habit, viz. of wandering about the Terraqueous Globe, for a life of dignified repose in the Clink where I am detained "pon suspicion of having stolen myself. "Tis a charge difficult to refute; for the Magistrate hath shrewdly asked me whether it was not true, that I was in possession of myself, and I, having always prided myself on being a self-possessed fellow, did answer in the and induced him to believe that he owns me, I have lately suspended my former habit, viz. of wandering about the Terraqueous Globe, for a life of dignified repose in the Clink where I am detained "pon suspicion of having stolen myself. "Tis a charge difficult to refute; for the Magistrate hath shrewdly asked me whether it was not true, that I was in possession of myself, and I, having always prided myself on being a self-possessed fellow, did answer in the affirmative affirmative. Whereupon the magistrate did bang his gavel and order me clapp"d in irons and dragged away to the Clink for the crime of receiving stolen goods.My stationary stationary habit has not been without benefit to the habit has not been without benefit to the stationers stationers of this and other Realms. For many of my old friends and relations, who had given up in despair of hitting such a restless target with a well-aim"d letter, have reached me here. Not a day goes by that I do not receive a weather-beaten and worm-eaten note from a far-off land. To-day I have got one that came in a ship lately active in the of this and other Realms. For many of my old friends and relations, who had given up in despair of hitting such a restless target with a well-aim"d letter, have reached me here. Not a day goes by that I do not receive a weather-beaten and worm-eaten note from a far-off land. To-day I have got one that came in a ship lately active in the a.s.siento a.s.siento trade. This vessel came to London direct from the Slave Coast, bearing a chest laden with Spanish pieces of eight-part of the bounty due H.B.M."s government, under the late Treaty of Peace, for the commerce between Africa (a great producer of Negroes) and the Caribbean (a ravenous gobbler-up of same). The treasure-chest was removed by Mr. White, who carried it ash.o.r.e in the company of several fellows, all of them bedizen"d with curious silver-greyhound badges. Later the same company was spied across town in Golden-Square, paying a call upon the Viscount trade. This vessel came to London direct from the Slave Coast, bearing a chest laden with Spanish pieces of eight-part of the bounty due H.B.M."s government, under the late Treaty of Peace, for the commerce between Africa (a great producer of Negroes) and the Caribbean (a ravenous gobbler-up of same). The treasure-chest was removed by Mr. White, who carried it ash.o.r.e in the company of several fellows, all of them bedizen"d with curious silver-greyhound badges. Later the same company was spied across town in Golden-Square, paying a call upon the Viscount Bolingbroke Bolingbroke, who keeps a fine house there; but alas, somewhere along the way, the chest had sprung a leak sprung a leak, and those pieces of eight had dribbled out into the streets of London. Upon Mr. White"s arrival at the Viscount"s house, the chest was observed to be nearly empty. In haste his Messengers re-traced their path through the city, hoping to pick up what had spilt, but alas, the coins had already been plucked up by ordinary Londoners. As most common Englishmen have never laid eyes upon a coin of silver silver-pounds sterling being as rare in England as plain-spoken Tories-no one recognized them for what they were. But seeing that each one was stamp"d with a face bearing the features of a Bourbon Bourbon, these patriotic Englishmen took offence and flung the despicable medallions into Fleet Ditch, where they sank presently to the bottom. So the a.s.siento a.s.siento revenue is gone; though "tis rumored among the Vault-men that on moonless nights a man resembling the Viscount Bolingbroke may be observed standing on the brink of that noisome revenue is gone; though "tis rumored among the Vault-men that on moonless nights a man resembling the Viscount Bolingbroke may be observed standing on the brink of that noisome arroyo arroyo, holding a cloak, and a fine suit of clothes, all embroider"d with Greyhounds Greyhounds, while a naked man splashes about in the flume flume below, like a pearl-diver in a Tropick lagoon, breaking the surface from time to time with a shiny new Bourbon piece of eight in his teeth. For which the man on the brink presently rewards him by tossing him an ear, much as a hunter doth take all the meat of the game while throwing the bones, gristle, &c. to his dogs, who are so foolish as to believe that they are being shown great favor. below, like a pearl-diver in a Tropick lagoon, breaking the surface from time to time with a shiny new Bourbon piece of eight in his teeth. For which the man on the brink presently rewards him by tossing him an ear, much as a hunter doth take all the meat of the game while throwing the bones, gristle, &c. to his dogs, who are so foolish as to believe that they are being shown great favor.Thus the latest shipment of a.s.siento a.s.siento money. But I am pleased to relate that a satchel of money. But I am pleased to relate that a satchel of mail mail, brought to London on the same ship, escaped such a fate. For it was brought ash.o.r.e by honest men who saw to it that the letters were delivered to their proper destinations-even such humble ones as the Clink.Thus have I come into possession of a letter from Her Africk Majesty, the Queen of Bonny. It is addressed to Her Britannick Majesty. But since neither Queen Anne nor any of her Ministers is conversant with the tongue spoken by so many of her Caribbean subjects, H.A.M. has sent the letter to me, that I may have the honour of translating it to English. Which I have now done; but efforts to post it onwards to H.B.M. have failed. As many times as I send it, it comes back with a note to the effect that the recipient declined to pay. I see that the late disappearance of revenues, which hath led to such controversy at Westminster, hath been felt at St. James"s. So as a favor to H.B.M. I have decided to publish the English text of the letter from H.A.M. in the form of this Libel or Broadside, in hopes that a gust of wind may loft it into St. James"s, effecting, at no cost to H.B.M."s Government, a delivery that otherwise were fiscally burdensome.The letter begins thus: Mon Cousine, Mon Cousine, Such is the Radiance of your Enlightenment that the People of my Country, who formerly were as pale as Orphans in an Irish Work-House, have now been Tann"d quite Black... Such is the Radiance of your Enlightenment that the People of my Country, who formerly were as pale as Orphans in an Irish Work-House, have now been Tann"d quite Black...[Translator"s note: I here elide much more in the way of such lofty Apologies, Compliments, &c., and move directly to the substantive part of H.A.M."s letter.]Word hath reached me of late, that certain monies, sent to your Majesty as due profits of the Slave Trade, have not reached your coffers, and an a.s.siduous search hath failed to turn them up. Which news, if true, is most remarkable, for Lapses of a similar nature have been observ"d at the other two Vertices of the Triangular Trade. Viz. to the Caribbean are supposed to be deliver"d a certain number of my subjects. At diverse slave-forts along the Guinea coast, these are packed aboard ship by captains who count "em with exacting care, and p.r.i.c.k "em down in strict Inventories. Yet the same ships arriving some weeks later at the slave-marts of Jamaica, Barbados, &c., are found to be half-empty; and the few living slaves that are discharg"d from their stinking Hulls so wretched that many must be abandoned "pon the Strand, as no planter is willing to buy "em. Meanwhile, a failure of a like nature is easily to be observed from where I sit, in my royal palace of Bonny. For it was given us to understand that the Triangle Trade would deliver to our sh.o.r.es Civilization, Christianity, Enlightenment, and other vertues. Instead of Civilization, we are receiving daily ship-loads of white Sauvages who pillage our sh.o.r.e like so many Vikings having their way in a Nunnery. Instead of Christianity, we are the recipients of a Pagan mentality which holds Slavery to be good, because "twas practiced by the Romans. And instead of Enlightenment, we are Benighted by the fell effects of the sins and outrages I have mentioned.In consideration of the fact, which I have now prov"d beyond question, that no part of the Triangular Trade works as it is supposed to-viz. Civilization not reaching Africa, Slaves not reaching America, and a.s.siento a.s.siento money not reaching Your Britannick Majesty"s coffers-I propose we denominate it a fail"d Adventure, and bring it to an End immediately. money not reaching Your Britannick Majesty"s coffers-I propose we denominate it a fail"d Adventure, and bring it to an End immediately.I have the honour to be, Your Britannick Majesty"s Humble Servant, Your Britannick Majesty"s Humble Servant, though not [yet anyway] her obedient Slave, though not [yet anyway] her obedient Slave, BONNY BONNY Daniel looked up with a bright expression on his face, and was about to begin reading the libel aloud, when he was frozen by a cobra-like glare from Mr. Threader. "Tomorrow I shall supply this room with a copy of the King James Version," Threader announced, "so that Dr. Waterhouse may follow the fine example set by his co-religionist" (flicking his eyes at Orney) "and advance from Libels, to Bibles."
Daniel set the leaf down and gazed out the window for a time. After several minutes had gone by, his eyes were drawn to a tiny movement in the front of the Tatler-Lock. Something had changed in one of the upper windows. He rose slowly to his feet, not daring to take his eyes off of it; for so vast and various was the prospect of London, the Pool, and the Borough from these windows, that this iota was as easy to lose as a single bubble on a stormy sea. To get the perspective-gla.s.s extended, aimed, and focused took entirely too long. Nevertheless he was able to get a clear view of a window, mostly veiled behind canvas, but with a human arm, seemingly disembodied, projecting across the front of it and gathering it out of the way (he supposed) so that some light might spill into the room behind. The arm was attached, in the customary manner, to a man, who was standing in the room with his back to the curtain and had hooked his elbow round the edge of the canvas to pull it aside. Presently that man let his hand drop. His arm vanished as the curtain tumbled back to block the whole aperture of the window. At this moment, many a chap would have glanced away to say something to the others, and thereby lost track of which window he"d been gazing at; but Daniel, out of a mental discipline earned fifty years ago, remained still until he had memorized certain peculiarities of the Window in Question: the way a seam in the canvas angled across the upper right corner, and a pair of bricks in the sill that were not as dark as the rest. Only then did he begin to swing the telescope laterally, causing the image to sweep at greatly amplified speed. He counted the windows to the edge of the building-three-then reversed the movement and made sure he could find the Window in Question again. Only then did he withdraw his eye from the lens and announce to the others that he had seen something.
Partry was back half an hour later, and Saturn came in ten minutes after that. It had been their policy for Partry to go alone, and for Saturn to amble along some distance behind him to see if Partry was being followed-which was much more likely to happen on the return leg of the expedition. So Saturn had found a gin-house across the way from the Tatler-Lock and had tarried there until some minutes after Partry had quit the place. Partry, he reported, had indeed been followed up the Bridge by a pair of young culls; but it was Saturn"s professional opinion that these were not spies of Jack"s or Mr. Knockmealdown"s, but merely a couple of enterprising young file-clys who, having consummated one transaction at the Tatler-Lock, were sizing up Sean Partry as a prospective next victim. Saturn knew the lads, and was known by them, because of certain past professional entanglements on which he was not keen to elaborate before the Clubb. Approaching them as if by happenstance on the Bridge, Saturn had remarked on the fact that none other than Sean Partry, the infamous thief-taker, had just gone into the Main-Topp, wearing thus-and-such. This had sent the boys off in quest of less dangerous prey.
Partry then told the tale-which was brief, as little had happened-of his visit to the Tatler-Lock. There was a sort of lobby, where refreshments could be got, and where (he speculated) loitering visitors were spied on through holes in the paneling. After having stated his business, and having waited for some time, he had been summoned by one "Roger Rodgers," a minion of Mr. Knockmealdown"s, who had explained that the master of the establishment was downriver at one of his other factories, but that he had left standing orders as to how situations like this one were to be handled-orders that Rodgers had been at pains to carry out. But something in the way he did so gave Partry the idea that this was the first time any house-breaker had ever come in to the Tatler-Lock claiming to have the sort of goods called for in the general summons posted, so many weeks ago, by Jack. There was mounting confusion, leading to low comedy, as Rodgers led Partry from room to room trying to find a suitable place in which to conduct the Arabian auction. Here they stumbled upon a Pharaohanic h.o.a.rd of stolen watches, there upon a wh.o.r.e dividing her attentions among three eleven-year-old pick-pockets, all addled with gin. Partry had begun to think aloud: a room with some light would enable the buyer better to appraise the proffered swag. A place in the back-towards the river-front-would afford more privacy. Something above street level were less tempting to the depredations of running-smoblers. By offering up such reflections just at those moments when Rodgers seemed most confused, Partry had insensibly driven and steered him to an upper room above the river, and even induced Rodgers to draw back the canvas hanging in front of its window-which he"d hoped would be noticed by one of the Clubb from their blind in the Main-Topp, as it had been.
So the first bid in the Arabian auction had been placed, and all had gone by plan. The Clubb"s deliberations now became radically tedious. This was a favorable omen, as this was the sort of tedium that men like Threader and Waterhouse excelled at, and profited from. The Stake-out ought to be maintained around the clock henceforth. Saturn volunteered to sleep here every night; this made the deliberations briefer than they might have been, and freed Saturn to bid them all good-bye and duck out. A schedule was drawn up whereby Orney, Kikin, Threader, and Waterhouse would take turns keeping an eye on the Tatler-Lock during the hours Saturn was not there. Some gaps remained in the schedule; it was hoped these might be plugged by Newton or even Arlanc. Partry was to stop by the Tatler-Lock once or twice a day to see if the buyer had placed a bid yet, then, after dodging round a bit to make sure he was not followed, come to the Main-Topp to report to whomever was on watch there. That person would make an entry in a log-book so that other members of the Clubb would know what had been going on.
THE PROGRESS OF THE S STAKE-OUT, though it extended across never so many hours and days, could thenceforth be known by a few moments" study of the Log. The first entry was dated 12 July, and merely recounted what had just happened. It was written out by Daniel, who took the first watch, between the time that the rest of the Clubb departed and the time that Saturn returned, shoving a bed-roll up the stairs before him. though it extended across never so many hours and days, could thenceforth be known by a few moments" study of the Log. The first entry was dated 12 July, and merely recounted what had just happened. It was written out by Daniel, who took the first watch, between the time that the rest of the Clubb departed and the time that Saturn returned, shoving a bed-roll up the stairs before him.
13 JULY A.M.
Pa.s.sed a pleasanter than expected night. Amused self by lashing Mr. Partry"s perspective-gla.s.s into a fix"d att.i.tude, so that "twill ever be pointed at the Window in Question. Not so much as a glimmer of candle-light rewarded my steadfast Attentions. Let us all pray that the "Stake-out" winds up before winter, as the room is cool at night even in this season-further explanation, as if any were wanted, for the previous Tenant"s habit of remaining in bed night and and day. At dusk, bats emerge from covert places between thatch and ridge-beam, and fly out between the floor-boards. But these should not trouble you of Diurnal habits. day. At dusk, bats emerge from covert places between thatch and ridge-beam, and fly out between the floor-boards. But these should not trouble you of Diurnal habits.
Peter Hoxton, Esq.
13 JULY MIDDAY.
Nothing.
Kikin 13 JULY P.M.
Mr. Partry called at four of the clock, having just come from the place of the auction. He reported finding a single copper token, of the lightest weight, laid down as proffer for the lenses. Sent word to Dr. Waterhouse. The next move is ours. Gentlemen?
Threader 13/14 JULY-NOCTURNAL RUMINATIONS He might as well have offered us nothing nothing. But he offered us something something. It is difficult to make out the true signification of this humble disk of copper. But after a long night counting bats, here is what I believe: Jack (or his proxy) does not want the lenses. So he offers payment that is insultingly low. But he does wish to continue the Arabian auction. Our next move ought to be to make some adjustment to the contents of our Pile.
Peter Hoxton, Esq.
14 JULY MIDDAY.
I agree with Saturn"s hypothesis ( vide supra vide supra). Have brought the diagram of the flying-machine discovered in the wall of Bedlam. Will whoever next sees Mr. Partry please ask him to convey it to the Tatler-Lock and bring back the box of lenses.
Dr. Waterhouse 14 JULY P.M.
A most peculiar heathenish Negotiation. Have understood the instructions set forth above by Brother Daniel and read them aloud to the illiterate Mr. Partry. He has departed bearing the diagrams. G.o.d willing, he shall return the lenses. N.B. evening watch is vexatious owing to the singing and smoking of Main-Topp regulars below. Am willing to trade my evening watch scheduled for 17th, for a morning watch any day save tomorrow.
Orney 15 JULY A.M.
Lenses were returned by our Mercury* last night in good condition. Round midnight I detected light emanating from the Window in Question. A look through the perspective-gla.s.s revealed the enlarged and distorted shadow of a man cast on the canvas window-covering by (one guesses) a candle or lantern within. Regret that I am unable to offer a useful description of him who cast the shadow. After some minutes the light waned and vanished. last night in good condition. Round midnight I detected light emanating from the Window in Question. A look through the perspective-gla.s.s revealed the enlarged and distorted shadow of a man cast on the canvas window-covering by (one guesses) a candle or lantern within. Regret that I am unable to offer a useful description of him who cast the shadow. After some minutes the light waned and vanished.
At 2 A.M. A.M. a man knocked on the door hoping to find a Sodomite. I sent him away gravely disappointed. a man knocked on the door hoping to find a Sodomite. I sent him away gravely disappointed.
Peter Hoxton, Esq.
15 JULY MIDDAY.
No singing, no Sodomites, no Mercury.
Kikin 15 JULY P.M.
I renew my plea for some Respite from the d.a.m.nable Vices practiced so freely Below. Will exchange evening for morning hours at favorable rates.
Partry reports a silver penny in fair condition has been offered for the diagrams. Sent word to Brother Daniel.
Orney 16 JULY A.M.
Yester eve the loneliness to which I"d grown accustomed was relieved by the unlooked-for, but welcome arrival of Dr. Waterhouse at five minutes past nine of the clock. He had received the note sent by Mr. Orney. He looks on today"s news as supporting the view that Jack or his proxy is more interested in Hooke"s writings writings than in his than in his artifacts artifacts. He brought a wallet containing some of the chymical chymical Notes, Receipts, &c., found in Bedlam"s walls, and proposes that they be left in place of the Flying Machine Diagram. The response should then tell us whether we are (to borrow a figure from a children"s game) getting Warmer or Colder. Notes, Receipts, &c., found in Bedlam"s walls, and proposes that they be left in place of the Flying Machine Diagram. The response should then tell us whether we are (to borrow a figure from a children"s game) getting Warmer or Colder.
Peter Hoxton, Esq.
16 JULY P.M.
I propose to Mr. Orney that in exchange for my taking his four hours scheduled tomorrow eve., he take my 18th A.M. A.M. and 19th midday watches. and 19th midday watches.
Threader P.S. Nothing happened.
P.P.S. I find the singing, etc. perfectly innocuous and even join in the choruses.
17 JULY WEE HOURS.
Round seven of the clock, Mr. Orney, Mr. Partry, and I fortuitously overlapped. Mr. Partry collected the chymical chymical Notes and departed for the Tatler-Lock at 7:04, saying he should be back shortly. But when the bells of St. Olave and of St. Magnus Martyr next resumed their hourly dispute as to what time it was, he still had not returned. Keeping watch, I noted that the curtain had been drawn back entirely from the Window in Question, so as to flood the room of the Auction with what remained of the evening"s light. Peering through the gla.s.s I saw a stout red-headed fellow, whom I believe to have been Mr. Knockmealdown, pacing about the room. Sitting at the table was a man dressed in a dark suit of clothes, going through the contents of the wallet in a methodical way-which told me, at least, that Mr. Partry had reached the Tatler-Lock and made his delivery. Moved partly by concern for the welfare of our thief-taker and partly by hope that I might contrive to get a better look at this dark-clad fellow (for the seeing through the window was poor), I departed the Main-Topp at 8:10, leaving Mr. Orney to man the post, and hurried south on London Bridge, reaching what I shall denominate the main entrance of the Tatler-Lock at 8:13. This door leads into the so-called Notes and departed for the Tatler-Lock at 7:04, saying he should be back shortly. But when the bells of St. Olave and of St. Magnus Martyr next resumed their hourly dispute as to what time it was, he still had not returned. Keeping watch, I noted that the curtain had been drawn back entirely from the Window in Question, so as to flood the room of the Auction with what remained of the evening"s light. Peering through the gla.s.s I saw a stout red-headed fellow, whom I believe to have been Mr. Knockmealdown, pacing about the room. Sitting at the table was a man dressed in a dark suit of clothes, going through the contents of the wallet in a methodical way-which told me, at least, that Mr. Partry had reached the Tatler-Lock and made his delivery. Moved partly by concern for the welfare of our thief-taker and partly by hope that I might contrive to get a better look at this dark-clad fellow (for the seeing through the window was poor), I departed the Main-Topp at 8:10, leaving Mr. Orney to man the post, and hurried south on London Bridge, reaching what I shall denominate the main entrance of the Tatler-Lock at 8:13. This door leads into the so-called lobby lobby. Chary of exposing myself to the many prying eyes of that place, I did not go inside, but ambled about the surrounding streets for some little while-an exercise I do not recommend to any of the Clubb, as Mr. Knockmealdown"s factories are as be-swarmed with footpads, &c., as a knacker"s yard with flies-until at 8:24 my notice was drawn to a carriage (hackney, unmarked, unremarkable) emerging from an alleyway that is surrounded on three sides by out-buildings and other excrescences of the Tatler-Lock. I followed this on foot as far as the Great Stone Gate which it cleared at 8:26:30. Thence I watched it all the way across the Bridge. It pa.s.sed St. Magnus Martyr, which is to say, it vanished into London, at 8:29:55: rather good time, as traffic on the Bridge was light. Be it noted that the City of London and the head-quarters of Mr. Knockmealdown are separated by a mere two hundred seconds-material for a Sermon should one of you homilists care to write it up. Returning towards the Tatler-Lock I encountered Mr. Partry in Tooly Street, carrying the Flying Machine Diagram under his arm. As is our practice, we pretended not to know each other. I swerved round several corners and followed him, at a distance, up the Bridge to the Main-Topp.
Mr. Partry explained that this auction is akin to a wheel that rubs and balks the first few times it is turned, but presently warms, and runs smoother. Previously the buyer did not come to inspect our proffers for a day or more. But today, as Mr. Partry was swopping the chymical chymical Notes for the Flying Machine Diagram, he encountered Mr. Knockmealdown himself, who bruited that if Partry were to make himself comfortable and partake of some refreshment, he might afterwards nip back up to the Auction-room and find an answer waiting. So Partry did just that-not in the "lobby" but in a more congenial and private tap-room reserved for personal guests of the mismanagement-and at 8:23 (for I had taught him to tell time, and kitted him out with a watch, running in synchrony with mine), receiving the high sign from one of Mr. Knockmealdown"s minions, returned to the auction-room to find evidence that the wallet had been perused, and a gold coin-a Notes for the Flying Machine Diagram, he encountered Mr. Knockmealdown himself, who bruited that if Partry were to make himself comfortable and partake of some refreshment, he might afterwards nip back up to the Auction-room and find an answer waiting. So Partry did just that-not in the "lobby" but in a more congenial and private tap-room reserved for personal guests of the mismanagement-and at 8:23 (for I had taught him to tell time, and kitted him out with a watch, running in synchrony with mine), receiving the high sign from one of Mr. Knockmealdown"s minions, returned to the auction-room to find evidence that the wallet had been perused, and a gold coin-a louisd"or louisd"or-left as counter-proffer. Partry let it lie, which was a way of saying to the buyer that he might have more to add to our pile in a day or two.
Mr. Orney departed to convey this news in person to Dr. Waterhouse. Before he departed, he took up a difficult matter with me, as follows. Mr. Orney is of the view that Mr. Threader"s offer of a two-for-one swop is beneath contempt, and unworthy of a civil response. He was at a loss as to how this information might be conveyed to Mr. Threader. I told him that as I am a thoroughly uncivil person, no one was better qualified than me to distribute this information. Consider it done.
Peter Hoxton, Esq.
18 JULY A.M.
Will members of the Clubb hereby desist from misusing the Log as a bazaar for haggling over hours. The schedule is now all wrong anyway, consequent to last night"s events. I have conferred with Sir Isaac. He has a notion of what it is that the buyer desires, and I agree with him. But we are loath to sell the original to this buyer, whoever he is, and so we are presently hard at work crafting a forg"d copy, with certain details altered, so that it shall not be of any use (the doc.u.ment in question is a chymical receipt, inscribed in a sort of philosophickal language that might as well be a cypher; I know enough of the language, and Sir Isaac knows enough of Alchemy, to produce a convincing fake). Meanwhile Mr. Hoxton has been directed to spend his days, and if need be his nights, at Clerkenwell Court fabricating two wooden chests that look the same.
Other Clubb members, please confer amongst yourselves as to who shall accept which watch, and do not involve this log-book.
Dr. Waterhouse 18 JULY P.M.
Spent nearly twenty-four hours here, alone. It is not the most disagreeable thing I have done, or would do, in service of the Tsar.
Kikin 18 JULY MIDNIGHT.
Extemporaneous Jottings are best confin"d to Waste-books, not to be perus"d by others. It is my Policy to write out several Draughts of any Doc.u.ment that is important enough to pa.s.s under the eyes of Strangers or Colleagues. But the Circ.u.mstances that have brought the Clubb into being, and lately conferred upon me the Honour of Membership, are most extraordinary, and may permit me to set down in this Log some rude and hastily improvis"d Lines. Jottings are best confin"d to Waste-books, not to be perus"d by others. It is my Policy to write out several Draughts of any Doc.u.ment that is important enough to pa.s.s under the eyes of Strangers or Colleagues. But the Circ.u.mstances that have brought the Clubb into being, and lately conferred upon me the Honour of Membership, are most extraordinary, and may permit me to set down in this Log some rude and hastily improvis"d Lines.
Dr. Waterhouse [who, as I write this, is sleeping on the Floor nearby] and I did profit from the lengthy Vigil of Mr. Kikin thusly: we have produced a Ma.n.u.script of several Leaves, similar in all observables to one that was written in 1689 by the late Mr. Hooke, viz. written on the same sort of Paper, with similar Ink, in a similar Hand, expressed in the stately but obscure Cadences of the Philosophick Language, and written in the stark runes of the Real Character. Like Mr. Hooke"s original, original, whence "twas in large part Cribbed, it claims to be a Receipt for a restorative Elixir of such Potency as to bring back the Dead, couched as a Narration of a strange Evening under Bedlam"s Cupola. In truth, the Receipt is of no practical utility, for the two reasons set forth below. whence "twas in large part Cribbed, it claims to be a Receipt for a restorative Elixir of such Potency as to bring back the Dead, couched as a Narration of a strange Evening under Bedlam"s Cupola. In truth, the Receipt is of no practical utility, for the two reasons set forth below.
First, that, like Mr. Hooke"s Original, it requires, as one of its Const.i.tuents, a mysterious Substance; and as the nature of this Ingredient is not made clear, there is no way for Mr. Hooke"s result to be duplicated by any other Student of Chymical Arts [not the first time such a Gravamen could be leveled at that Author"s work-and perhaps sufficient Explanation of why he plaistered it up in a Wall]. that, like Mr. Hooke"s Original, it requires, as one of its Const.i.tuents, a mysterious Substance; and as the nature of this Ingredient is not made clear, there is no way for Mr. Hooke"s result to be duplicated by any other Student of Chymical Arts [not the first time such a Gravamen could be leveled at that Author"s work-and perhaps sufficient Explanation of why he plaistered it up in a Wall].
Second, that certain of its Instructions were deliberately altered, at my direction, to ensure that any effort to follow them would lead to production of a formless and stinking Pot of what is denominated, by Alchemists, that certain of its Instructions were deliberately altered, at my direction, to ensure that any effort to follow them would lead to production of a formless and stinking Pot of what is denominated, by Alchemists, faeces faeces.
During our chymical chymical Lucubrations in the Temple of Vulcan, Mr. Hoxton and several Apprentices were as busy in the Court of Technologickal Arts (as it is styl"d by my somonolent Colleague) fabricating two handsome Chests of Ebony-wood and Ivory. These were made to be indistinguishable from each other by the simple expedient of making two of each Part and a.s.sembling them side-by-side on the same Bench. Each has a hing"d Lid closed by a Hasp that is not, however, presently hinder"d by a Lock. Any Doc.u.ment, placed within such a Receptacle, is imbued by it with seemingly greater importance and higher value-or so may it seem to an impressionable Mind. Lucubrations in the Temple of Vulcan, Mr. Hoxton and several Apprentices were as busy in the Court of Technologickal Arts (as it is styl"d by my somonolent Colleague) fabricating two handsome Chests of Ebony-wood and Ivory. These were made to be indistinguishable from each other by the simple expedient of making two of each Part and a.s.sembling them side-by-side on the same Bench. Each has a hing"d Lid closed by a Hasp that is not, however, presently hinder"d by a Lock. Any Doc.u.ment, placed within such a Receptacle, is imbued by it with seemingly greater importance and higher value-or so may it seem to an impressionable Mind.
One of the twinned Chests bides at Clerkenwell where Mr. Hoxton is committing further Improvements. The other has received the forg"d Receipt and been convey"d to the Main-Topp by me and Dr. Waterhouse. We relieved the steadfast Mr. Kikin and waited for the arrival of Mr. Partry.
As Partry is not able to read what is set down in ink on these pages, I shall permit myself greater Liberties, in discoursing upon his Character, than I should if I suspected he might one day acquaint himself with what I write down here. I beg the forbearance of the Clubb as I proffer Advice for which they never asked. For though its members be worldly and season"d Gentlemen all, yet the Clubb itself is of an age such that, were it an Infant, it should not yet have the ability to crawl, or even to roll over in its Cradle. Though I am its newest Member, it cannot be disputed that I have been engag"d in Pursuit of Coiners for nigh on a score of Years now; which giveth me Reason to suppose that some of my thoughts and opinions, carefully considered, & judiciously set down, might be of sufficient Interest to the Clubb as to be worth the few minutes it shall take to read them.
I would not have hired Partry. This gambit of hiring a thief-taker to venture into the vile and perilous Haunts that are the natural Habitat of Coiners, is easily understood; for to habituate such places is naturally repugnant, as well as dangerous, to a Gentleman. But Dias Dias would never have found the Cape of Good Hope, save by braving the journey, and putting his own person in harm"s way; and many are the tales in the annals of the Royal Society of Natural Philosophers who expos"d themselves to disgusting and dangerous Circ.u.mstances, even to the point of sacrificing Limb or Life, because no other means could be found to their desir"d Ends. In consideration of which, it has long been my Habit to alter my appearance, viz. by applying Latex of would never have found the Cape of Good Hope, save by braving the journey, and putting his own person in harm"s way; and many are the tales in the annals of the Royal Society of Natural Philosophers who expos"d themselves to disgusting and dangerous Circ.u.mstances, even to the point of sacrificing Limb or Life, because no other means could be found to their desir"d Ends. In consideration of which, it has long been my Habit to alter my appearance, viz. by applying Latex of Brasil Brasil to my face to give me a to my face to give me a pox-mark"d pox-mark"d Visage, &c., &c., and, thus disguised, to go out Visage, &c., &c., and, thus disguised, to go out incognito incognito into Gaols, Boozing-Kens, Taverns, &c., to see and hear with my own Organs of Sense what I will not trust any villainous Thief-taker to perceive clearly nor recount coherently. into Gaols, Boozing-Kens, Taverns, &c., to see and hear with my own Organs of Sense what I will not trust any villainous Thief-taker to perceive clearly nor recount coherently.
Partry was already on the Clubb"s pay-roll when I was given the honour of membership, and I do not presume to suggest that he be removed now. To fire Partry at the current stage of the Auction would in any event only incite the gravest Unease in the mind of the Buyer. In perusing this Log, however, I cannot but note that all of the Clubb"s impressions of the Tatler-Lock, Tatler-Lock, save a few fleeting and poorly resolved glimpses through the Window, have been supplied by Mr. Partry. To be certain that he has not been, like Hamlet"s uncle, pouring Poison into your Ears while you sleep, I resolved to accompany Mr. Partry to the Tatler-Lock on his visit this evening. Dr. Waterhouse, because he is concerned for my welfare, advised me not to go, and, because he knows me well, surrendered before his warnings became tedious. To this plan Partry expressed a violent opposition, which at first excited my suspicions; but after the first flush of astonishment had subsided he gave his a.s.sent. He did so grudgingly at first, but upon seeing how my appearance was transfigured by a few moments" work with Latex and Spirit-Gum, a change of clothing, and adoption of a different posture and gait, he made peace with the idea, and offered no further complaints. We set out for the Tatler-Lock ten minutes apart. I went first, on the pretext of being a seller of watches, fallen upon hard times, who wished to replenish his inventory at prices not within reach of honest men. Only after I had ensconced myself in the save a few fleeting and poorly resolved glimpses through the Window, have been supplied by Mr. Partry. To be certain that he has not been, like Hamlet"s uncle, pouring Poison into your Ears while you sleep, I resolved to accompany Mr. Partry to the Tatler-Lock on his visit this evening. Dr. Waterhouse, because he is concerned for my welfare, advised me not to go, and, because he knows me well, surrendered before his warnings became tedious. To this plan Partry expressed a violent opposition, which at first excited my suspicions; but after the first flush of astonishment had subsided he gave his a.s.sent. He did so grudgingly at first, but upon seeing how my appearance was transfigured by a few moments" work with Latex and Spirit-Gum, a change of clothing, and adoption of a different posture and gait, he made peace with the idea, and offered no further complaints. We set out for the Tatler-Lock ten minutes apart. I went first, on the pretext of being a seller of watches, fallen upon hard times, who wished to replenish his inventory at prices not within reach of honest men. Only after I had ensconced myself in the Lobby Lobby did Mr. Partry enter the building, carrying the chest, wrapped up in a black cloth. Contained within it was the first page of the Receipt prepared by me and Dr. Waterhouse. did Mr. Partry enter the building, carrying the chest, wrapped up in a black cloth. Contained within it was the first page of the Receipt prepared by me and Dr. Waterhouse.
To relate further details were idle, since all that I observed there was more or less as Mr. Partry has led you to believe. My Suspicions, at least in so far as concern the Tatler-Lock and the operations of the Auction, are proven to be unfounded. The chest is in the Auction-room, awaiting the attention of the Buyer. Partry has gone away to wherever he spends his nights. During our absence Dr. Waterhouse fell asleep in the middle of his Watch: in the Army, a flogging offence, in the Clubb, I know not what. I shall take the first part of the night-watch myself and awaken him at the stroke of two.
Sir Isaac Newton 19 JULY A.M.
Sir Isaac did not fail to awaken me at the time mentioned. I have obsvd. naught since. But I should not be perfectly honest if I stated that my eyes were open for the whole duration of my watch.
Dr. Waterhouse 19 JULY MIDDAY.
If Brother Daniel had found the Discipline to keep his eyes open, he might have seen candle-light in the Tatler-Lock during the wee hours. For Mr. Partry called at ten of the clock, bringing the News that a five-guinea piece (sic) has been laid down in the Auction-room. Someone has perused the first page of the Receipt, and liked what he has seen; I"d wager five guineas of my own that he"ll offer us another such Coin for another Page.
Orney 19 JULY EVENING.
Sent Partry to the Tatler-Lock with Page 2; but I do not like the Direction we are taking. What is to prevent the buyer from simply copying out the Receipt and then paying us nothing?