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Sees a 166 “The Magsman, Briggs, and the Beggarman are eaptured,” she hastened to observe: “and Ramsey ‘and Martin are alone in the house. At least I should think that they must be there still,” she added. « At all events we will lose no time in entering the place,” exclaimed Sir Richard Stamford. “Come along,” said Mr. Grumley — and the party turned into the court. Mr. Grunley did not adopt the useless ceretiony of knocking at the door: but, throwing his hercu- lean form with all his force against it, he Lurst it open ina moment. He then rushed into the back room, guided by the light which peered from be- neath the duvor of the chamber; and Ramsey and Martin suddenly found themselves in the power of a posse of constables. “We are lost!” exclaimed the elder banker, clasping his hands, and sinking back on the chair from which he had sprung when the first evidence of the assault upon the house had met his ears. “Ah! our enemy!” ejaculated Rainsey, catch- ing sight of the tall form of Sir Richard Stam- ford in the door-way. “Now, mind, genelmen,” cried Grumley, “any- think you say here will be used against you else- where, according to the stattit in that case made and purwided. The game’s all up, I can tell you: your accomplices is in the hands of my man Mubbs —and you'll all sleep to-night in Clerkenwell.” “We will attempt no resistance,” said Ramsey : “bat pray remove us with as little noise as pos- sible. There’s no use in arousing the whole neighbourhood.” “Come along quiet, then,” returned Grumley. “ As for me, I’m a perfect lamb of an officer when genelmen behave as such: bat if they tip me any of their nonsense, I precious soon become as queer a customer to deal with as a lion rampant.” What Mr. Gruuwley’s ideas of a lion rampant might be, we cannot pretend to guess. The warn- ing was not however lost upon the two bankers, who submitted without the slightest attempt at re- sistance to the disagreeable proceas of handcuffing which now took place. “ May I be allowed to say a word to Sir Richard Stamford in private” asked Mr. Martin, in an im- ploring tone. “ Not very well,” responded Gramley. “Nor should I consent to the proposition, were it admissible,” said the baronet, with a voice and manner which too plainly indicated that his partuers had no mercy to expect at his hands. “You are here to triumph over us at last, Sir Richard,” observed Ramsey, in a tone of hateful malignity. “No, sir—I am here to aid the officers of justice in securing two offenders against the sacred rights of private friendship and the public laws of society,” was the calm and deliberate answer. At this momonnt the two constables who had set uff in pursuit of the Gallows’ Widow, made their appearance with the intimation that she had suc- ceeled in effecting her escape. “Well, it can’t be helped,” observed Grumley, taking the anneuncement with the phlegmatic coolness peculiar alike to the man and to his office. “We've got five Gallows’ Birdse—and so we may manage to do without the Gallows’ Widow,” he, added, chuckling at his own joke, ae i ——— Sy e THE MYSTERIES, a=. A The subordinate constables laughed also, as in | duty bound towards their superior; and the whole party then moved away from the house. But Mr. Ramsey’s fears relative to the arousing | of the neighbourhood were fully justified by the | appearance of the court when they all emerged into it. The inhabitants of the dwellings, alarme4 by the bursting open of the door, bad crowded to | the threshold—many of them holding caudiles in their hands in order to ascertain what was going on ;—and when the prisoners, the constables, Sir Richard Stamford, Page, and Julia, issued from ' the house, a general buzz and marmur of voices indicated the curiosity which was experienced on all sides. Ramsey and Martin held down their heads as ' they passed rapidly along the court, now com- pletely illuminated by the candles at the doors and the light streaming from the open windows :—and bitterly — bitterly, in the depths of their souls, did they repent the hour when they first stepped asiie from the path of rectitude and honour. “There's been a precious smash up there in Briggs’s house,” observed one of the spectators to another. “Ah! and many will be implicated, I'll be bound,” was the response. | “Officer,” exclaimed the first speaker, “ — the nu:nber of chaps taken ?” “ Five on ’em,” answered Grumléy, who was some what proud of the night’s achievement. “And they’re sure to be all scragyed ” cried the querist, in a tone expressive of joy. “I say, Bill,” he added, turning towards his neighbour, ' “wont it be a precious lark to see five on em tucked up atone time. We ain't had such a treat | for the last six months. Ah! George the Third the King for hanging up his subjects in half-dozens and dozens! A nice Father of his People he a aiv’t he, Bill?” The answer that was given to this remark, ula not reach the ears of the two prisoners: for at that moment the party tarned from the court into ' the street. But Ramsey and Martin shuddered | from head to foot as those awfully prophetic words, | relative to the hanging, flippant though the man- | ner of their utterance might have been, struck. like a knell upon their startled ears. | Two hackney-coaches had been provided by the | officers for this night’s work: one had already de- parted with its freight for Clerkenwell Prison—and the aecond now received the two bankers, together | with Grumley and a couple of runners. Sir Richard Stamford, Page, and Jolia departed in one direction, while the vehicle took another; | . and in doe course Mr. Martin and Mr. Ramsey | were lodged in the gaol whither the Magsman, | Briggs, and the Big Beggarman had preceded | them. | For in the times of which we are writing, the system of retaining prisoners in the castody of the constabies until after the examination befere a | magistrate, was not an invariable practice, and ' individuals charged with serious offences were | usually conveyed at once to a prison. qe GE eee COMIC OO© SS a. co