Different gangs and different ships.

He was tried again for prison breaking, and got made a Lifer." "And was that--Honor!--the only time you worked out, in this part of the country ?" "The only time." "What might have been your opinion of the place ?" "A most beastly place.

Mudbank, mist, swamp, and work; work, swamp, mist, and mudbank." They both execrated the place in very strong language, and gradually growled themselves out, and had nothing left to say.
After overhearing this dialogue, I should assuredly have got down and been left in the solitude and darkness of the highway, but for feeling certain that the man had no suspicion of my identity.

Indeed, I was not only so changed in the course of nature, but so differently dressed and so differently circumstanced, that it was not at all likely he could have known me without accidental help.

Still, the coincidence of our being together on the coach, was sufficiently strange to fill me with a dread that some other coincidence might at any moment connect me, in his hearing, with my name.