The Boy Soldier; Or, Garibaldi's Young Captain — page 14: what you’re looking at

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good long sleep afore he dies.” : “Just so, Dayy; quite right. Do you remain here, then, till Mr, Flint comes. I will return home, and call after 211 the law business is over.”’ ‘* Quite right, sir; just as you please.” ‘If he is restless, and wakes, give him some of that; medicine I left and plenty of wine—it will compose the old man, If he should call out when you are not in the room you needn’t be alarmed,” “Oh, no, {sir, I’ve got used to that. He does shout out in his sleep awful sometimes, though.” The doctor left the room, and as he did go, cast a sidelong glance at Davy, who, as soon as Dr. Warner had gone, helped himself-very freely to the Sick man’s wine, . . The doctor imagined he would be sure to do this, and had dropped into jthe tumbler a small drug while talking to him, Dr. Warner stood peeping’ through the keyhole, : and observed Davy help himself to Wine, and smiled, for in less thah two minutes Dayy began to yawn and twist about uneasily imhis chair,”’ “So far all works well,” said the doctor, “and now, if Flint only does Ais part, our fortunes are made, What a time he is in coming.” __ While thus musing on the landing in the dark, the doctor felt some one touch him on the shoulder. A cold tremor ran through his body. He clutched the dagger his ruffian companion had given him, and would have dealt a deadly blow, so excited had he now become. “It’s me,” said a faint voice, « “You, Flint?” “Yes. How is he?—have fatal dose you spoke of ?”” “Yce-e-s,” said the doctor, with chattering teeth, you given him the “ Where will you watch?” asked Flint, “At the back of the house.” ¢ Bae “Well, so be it; and I at the front; we cannot help but catch them,” k So arranging, the lawyer and doctor descended the stairs, | “‘T have nicely played the game with Warner,” said Flint, “Frank and Tom will not return, I went down to the school and saw old Gravestones, and arrangedeverything. I knew that both of them were harum-scarum boys, and wished to go to Italy ; to get them out of the way I gave them £500 each, in the master’s care, to leave England, telling him that their uncle, the old miser, had changed his mind, and had made them sole heirs to his vast property, and that he was well in health. They are on their way now to the south coast, I should think, and will soon reach Italy ; but they won’t live long there, I fancy, among the knife-using Italians ; my son Joel has plans of his own ; he knows what he’s up to, and will soon rid the world of the © two brats, while I, in the meantime, will change my residence, and, with old Ford's money, which I have safe in my office, will live for the rest of my days in ease,”’ Thus musing, Flint, the crafty lawyer, hurried away from the spot, saying, ‘As Warner has poisoned him so much the better, but be’ll find nothing beneath the old man’s pillow save a bundle of worthless papers. What matters, this sham doctor will never see me again.” The lawyer hurried through the streets at arapid rate towards his dingy offices in the city, and was £00n out of sight. “What an ass Flint was to put the money in such a place,” thought Warner. “But his ideg of the boys returning and being found in the dead Eomicboo ee Ty eR = . 3 8 THE BOY SOLDIER; OR, GARIBALDIS YOUNG CAPTAIN. PK mmnat nk mae te : ‘ ll is well,” said Flint. Mord, can.do,: he icanitaksepthe sone ot ene rs Where are the deeds and cash you were to have Se eewhs t 2” ; brought with you? Have you turned everything 0 . * b] “Why, ee is always talking of Garibaldi, and | into ready money ?” swears they’ll go and help it to fens inthe cause 4 Aen bere of them organ-grinding, hurdy-gurdy lans, as E comes aDeae hia aeeaeha with performing monkeys.” “In his room. I ee the bundle of notes safe “Oh, indeed,” said Dr, Warner, with a ghastly | under his pillow this a ecnonns 1 toe 1 wi eir e mon yes Seas el pas colder er Fa in favour of his SEEPS preus ake ae “Oh often.” ea know he thoug so, and so did the o ‘an Hh Tada) eae sure of that?” said the doctor, | himself. But do you think I was going to do it? i i ile; “it i i rtant to be | No, not me, because I knew you would do for him with a fiendish smile ; “it is very impo , le, b 1 m remembered.” ‘ before midnight, Sore = sa ae and fen it *‘ Indeed, doctor.” would be too late for any alteration to be made. af Oh aa Thar heard that they threatened Mr. ‘‘ Just so, a good thought. But why leave sucha | — Ford’s life once if he dared to disinherit them.” vast sum under his pillow, Flint?” ieath-.aditae “It’s the fust time as JZ ever did then, doctor. ‘ Ain’t the nephews coming to his death-be He’s got plenty o’ money, and I know he is going nave ee for them, 7 kK? e ’ % nye eee ” poe “Both of us will then be sent out of the way, - Rot aaa es and, as it is well known that the old man has often a ing, ; L i gs That's ae hard: considering how long you | had violent quarrels with them, they will be sus- — q have b ood and faithful servant to him.” pected, and——’ ne Wenry had ieee bad it is. Isuppose I rf understand,” said Warner ; “but the money shall go to the work’us when he’s “ snuffed out,” as | had better be secured first. alte they say—have a brown coat, metal buttons, a ‘‘Oh, there is no need to fear, no one woul ; hoil-skin hat, and a broom. Ah, your’s is a | suppose that any vast sum would be concealed in” ' Christian heart, doctor, and no mistake; you are a sun at money place as beneath his mattress” + veal gentleman.” under the pillow.” " “tae, Us ie you sure Mr. Flint, the lawyer, will call to- “Well, what do you propose to do ? wt night ?”’ asked Warner, doubtingly, and with a very “Why, let us both watch until the “nephews Ai anxious look, arrive, and, directly they are in the house, let's a “ Sartin, doctor.”’ scene of ee poisoned their uncle, and a ‘‘ The old man sleeps well, you say ?” ave them arrested. bos Bier ‘Uncommon snes and it’sa pity to wake him “It is not a bad plan,” said the doctor, ‘I accede 1 ia up. till the lawyer comes, for he’d better have a | to it.” . CON