"And who, pray, had a better right--did not I murder him ?" 'His talk and his laughing frightened me more and more.
'"Well, I stood to you then, Sir; didn't I ?" says Glascock.
'"Heart of oak, Sir--true as steel; and now, how much do you want?
Remember, 'tis all I have--and I out at elbows; and here's my friend Irons, too--eh ?" '"I want nothing, and I'll take nothing," says I; "not a shilling--not a half-penny." You see there was something told me no good would come of it, and I was frightened besides.
'"What! you won't go in for a share, Irons ?" says he.
'"No; 'tis your money, Sir--I've no right to a sixpence--and I won't have it," says I; "and there's an end." '"Well, Glascock, what say you ?--you hear Irons." '"Let Irons speak for himself--he's nothing to me.

You should have considered me when all that money was took from Mr.Beauclerc--one done as much as another--and if 'twas no more than holding my tongue, still 'tis worth a deal to you." '"I don't deny--a deal--everything.

Come--there's sixty pounds here--but, mark, 'tis all I have--how much ?" '"I'll have thirty, and I'll take no less," says Glascock, surly enough.
'"Thirty! 'tis a good deal--but all considered--perhaps not too much," says Mr.Archer.
'And with that he took his right hand from his breeches' pocket, and shot him through the heart with a pistol.
'Neither word, nor stir, nor groan, did Glascock make; but with a sort of a jerk, flat on his back he fell, with his head on the verge of the tarn.
'I believe I said something--I don't know--I was almost as dead as himself--for I did not think anything _that_ bad was near at all.
'"Come, Irons--what ails you--steady, Sir--lend me a hand, and you'll take no harm." 'He had the pistol he discharged in his left hand by this time, and a loaded one in his right.
'"'Tis his own act, Irons.

_I_ did not want it; but I'll protect myself, and won't hold my life on ransom, at the hands of a Jew or a Judas," said he, smiling through his black hair, as white as a tombstone.
'"I am neither," says I.
'"I know it," says he; "and so you're _here_, and he _there_." '"Well, 'tis over now, I suppose," says I.I was thinking of making off.
'"Don't go yet," says he, like a man asking a favour; but he lifted the pistol an inch or two, with a jerk of his wrist, "you must help me to hide away this dead fool." 'Well, Sir, we had three or four hours cold work of it--we tied stones in his clothes, and sunk him close under the bank, and walled him over with more.

'Twas no light job, I can tell you the water was near four feet deep, though 'twas a dry season; and then we slipped out a handsome slice of the bank over him; and, making him all smooth, we left him to take his chance; and I never heard any talk of a body being found there; and I suppose he's now where we left him.' And Irons groaned.
'So we returned silent and tired enough, and I in mortal fear of him.
But he designed me no hurt.