Besides," added he confidentially, "we should have to tip him in any case, so we may as well let him have the job, and get what we can for our money.

What, eh ?" Every one approved of this, and the executioner was summoned.
Then, as I stood there, shivering in every limb, unable to speak, or even to move, I was aware once more of the lantern coming towards me, and of a hand laid heavily on my shoulder.
"Come, young gentleman," said the voice, "wake up--or you'll get locked in.

They're shutting the doors.

Tumble up, and look sharp." It was Madame Tussaud's porter; and I had been fast asleep, after all!.