Ireton and Langley had returned from a second unsuccessful search; Marvel had come thither to bid good-night to Mrs.Spurling; Austin had never quitted his post.

The tapstress was full of curiosity; but she appeared more easy than the others.

Behind her stood Caliban, chuckling to himself, and grinning from ear to ear.
"Well, who'd have thought of Shotbolt beating us all in this way!" said Ireton.

"I'm sorry for old Newgate that another jail should have it.
It's infernally provoking." "Infernally provoking!" echoed Langley.
"Nobody has so much cause for complaint as me," growled Austin.

"I've lost my wager." "Twenty pounds," rejoined Mrs.Spurling.