Penny Dreadfuls, 1860 · page 251 of 394
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CAROLINE WALTERS 221 scribable disgust. ‘‘ Ah, yes, I understand, she fears exposure, and she would conciliate me. Is it not so? ”’ ‘“ Never mind the reasons that she may have, miss,” exclaimed Grumley. ‘‘ It is enow for you to know that she has took up your case wery kind indeed, and Counsellor Sharply is engaged to make a fight for you, and I’m resolved to save you, happen what will. But in order that our endeavours may be crowned with success, you must promise to do exactly what I tell you and act precisely as I shall point out.” ‘“‘ And will you guarantee my safety on those conditions? ”’ demanded Caroline, eagerly, for now that a hope was once more excited on her soul, she longed — oh, how eagerly she longed — to live, not only for the sake of live itself, but also for the purposes of her darkly cherished vengeance. ‘Miss Walters,’’ said Grumley, in a firm, decisive, and almost arbitrary tone, “ you must stick to the path that I am about to chalk out for you, and then I’ll guarantee your safety, but not unless.” “Tell me all that I am to do,” observed the young girl, “‘ and you shall find me obedient and docile.”’ ‘In the first place,’ resumed Grumley, “‘ you must not be surprised if you see my man Mobbs here get up into the witness-box and say all he possibly can against you, — be- cause that’s our wocation. Besides, it’s necessary that we should appear rayther bitter against you than too kind, or else we should be suspected of doing on purpose the thing that’s to happen arterward, and which mustn’t seem to be through any fault of our’n.” ‘‘T do not understand you, sir,”’ said Caroline. “But you will before the day’s over, my dear,” returned Grumley; ‘“ and you will bless your stars that you ever fell in with such a good-hearted creetur’ asI am. For I tell you that by nine o’clock this evening you shall be free, at large, in safety, — although things will go precious queer against you presently. But this is what you must do: When all the evidence on the side of the prosecution has been disposed of, and the magistrate asks you what you have to say why you shouldn’t be committed for trial, you must at once and emphatically declare your innocence.”’ ‘* And I am innocent,” exclaimed Caroline, with a strange (Gt @) mG