The Gift of the Sailor: The String of Pearls & Sweeney Todd, the Demon Barber of Fleet Street — page 188: what you’re looking at

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“What is it, sir?” “The absolute necessity of your keeping Tobias’s place of abode and anything concerning him a most profound secret.” “T will do so.” “Tf you do not, you will not only endanger the cause of justice, but in all probability his life, for he has an enemy with great resources, and of the most unscrupulous disposition in the use of them: I say this much to you, because the least indiscretion might be fatal.” “T will guard the secret, sir, as I would guard his life.” “That will do—now come down stairs, and let us have a glass of wine to drink to the speedy restoration to perfect health of Tobias. Come, Rathbone, what do you think? Shall we be one too many yet for Todd?” “T begin to think we shall.” “T feel certain of it. So soon as we see that Tobias is sufficiently well to make any statement, it will be necessary to send for Sir Richard Blunt.” “Certainly.” “And then I hope and trust that we shall get at something that will elucidate the mystery that is still attached to the fate of poor Thornhill.” “Ah, I fear he is gone!” “Dead?” “Yes. That fatal string of pearls has heralded him to death, I fear; but, perhaps we shall hear a something concerning that yet from Tobias.” They all sat down in the drawing-room, and with tearful pleasure Minna Gray drank a glass of wine to the health of Tobias, after which Mrs. Ragg saw her home again to Milford Lane, and no doubt all the road from the colonel’s house to there did not want for a prolific subject of conversation. How happy Minna felt when she put up to Heaven her simple prayer that night, previous to seeking repose. Q90O0OOOO CORniclooo S CO)