The other was John Grueby, who had stood by him so manfully at Westminster.
'What does this mean ?' he asked them faintly.

'How came we together ?' 'On the skirts of the crowd,' returned the distiller; 'but come with us.
Pray come with us.

You seem to know my friend here ?' 'Surely,' said Mr Haredale, looking in a kind of stupor at John.
'He'll tell you then,' returned the old gentleman, 'that I am a man to be trusted.

He's my servant.

He was lately (as you know, I have no doubt) in Lord George Gordon's service; but he left it, and brought, in pure goodwill to me and others, who are marked by the rioters, such intelligence as he had picked up, of their designs.' -- 'On one condition, please, sir,' said John, touching his hat.