The String of Pearls; or, The Barber of Fleet Street — page 61: what you’re looking at

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THE STRING OF PEARLS. 53 might be forced to account most strictly for the manner in which they came into his possession.” After some more desultory conversation upon the subject, it was agreed that Colonel Jeffery should take a bed for the night at Lime Tree Lodge, and that, in the morning, they should both start for London, and, disguising them- selves as respectable citizens, make some attempts, by talking about jewels and precious stones, to draw out the barber into a confession that he had something of the sort to dispose of ; and, moreover, they fully intended to take away the dog, with the care of which Captain Rathbone charged himself. We may pass over the ear social evening which the colonel passed with the amiable family of the Rathbones, and, skipping likewise a conversation of some strange and confused dreams which Jeffery had during the night concerning his friend Thornhill, we will presume that both the colonel and the captain have breakfasted, and that they have proceeded to London and are at the shop of aclotbier in the ucighbourhood of the Strand, in order to procure coats, wigs, and hats, that should disguise them for their visit to Sweeney Todd. ‘Then, arm inarm, they walked tvwards Fleet- street, and soon arrived opposite the little shop within which there appears to be so much mystery. 3 * The dog, you perceive, is not here,” said the colonel; “{ bad my sus- picions, however, when J passed with Johanna Oakley that something was amiss | with him, and I have no doubt but that the rascally barber has fairly compassed his destruction.” “If the barber be innocent,” said Captain Rathbone, “you must admit that it would be one of the most confoundedly annoying things in the world to have a |[ dog continually at his door assuming such an aspect of accusation, and in that case I can scarcely wonder at his putting the creature out of the way.”’ oe | No, presuming upon his innocence, certainly; but we will say nothing abont all that, and remember we must come in as perfect strangers, knowing nothing of the affair of the dog, and presuming nothing about the disappearance of any one in this locality.” | *‘ Acreed, come on; if he should see us through the window, hai about |} at oo hesitating, his suspicions will be at once awakened, and we shall do no § ood, ‘They both entered the shop and found Sweeney Todd wearing an extraordinary singular appearance, for there was a black patch over one of his eyes, which was || kept in its place by a green riband that went round his head, so that he looked | more fierce and diabolical than ever; and having shaved off a small whisker that he used to wear, his countenance, although to the full as hideous as ever, cer- tainly had a different character of ugliness to that which had betore characterised it, and attracted the attention of the colonel. That gentleman would hardly have known him again any where but in his own shop, and when we come to consider Sweeney Todd’s adventures of the preceding evening, we shall feel not surprised that he saw the necessity of endeavouring to make as much change in his appearance || as possible, for fear he should come across any of the parties who had chased him, and who, for all he knew to the contrary, might, quite || unsuspectingly, drop in to be shaved in the ccurse of the morning, perhaps to retail at that acknowledged mart for all sorts of gossip—a barber’s shop—some of the very incidents which he has so well qualified himself to relate. ‘Shaved and dressed, gentlemen P” said Sweeney Todd, as his customers made their appearance. we “ Shaved only.”’ said Captain Rathbone, who had agreed to be principal spokes- man, in case Sweeney Todd should have any remembrance of the colonel’s voice, || and so suspect him. “Pray be seated,” said Sweeney Todd to Colonel Jeffery. ‘Dll soon polish off | your friend, sir, and then I’ll begin upon you. Would you like to see the morn- ing paper, sir? it’s at your service. I was just looking myself, sir, at a most mysterious circumstance, if it’s true, but you can’t believe, you know sir, all that is pul in newspapers.” isa RE ANNRceerseene RAR teen ace nen mnie eatin nina maaan Re NTN — : t, . ; y x wes . ¢ e . _ = = = Ziaing 3 ini, br *s comicbooks.com