Дэвид Копперфильд

I Am Shown Two Interesting Penitents

           TwentySevenwastheknowingestbirdofthelot,andhadverynearlykepthimselfsafe;butnotquite.TheBankwasjustabletoputsaltuponhistailandonlyjust.’

           ‘DoyouknowTwentyEight’soffence?’

           ‘TwentyEight,’returnedmyinformant,speakingthroughoutinalowtone,andlookingoverhisshoulderaswewalkedalongthepassage,toguardhimselffrombeingoverheard,insuchanunlawfulreferencetotheseImmaculates,byCreakleandtherest;‘TwentyEight(alsotransportation)gotaplace,androbbedayoungmasterofamatteroftwohundredandfiftypoundsinmoneyandvaluables,thenightbeforetheyweregoingabroad.Iparticularlyrecollecthiscase,fromhisbeingtookbyadwarf.’

           ‘Awhat?’

           ‘Alittlewoman.Ihaveforgothername?’

           ‘NotMowcher?’

           ‘That’sit!Hehadeludedpursuit,andwasgoingtoAmericainaflaxenwig,andwhiskers,andsuchacompletedisguiseasneveryouseeinallyourborndays;whenthelittlewoman,beinginSouthampton,methimwalkingalongthestreet—pickedhimoutwithhersharpeyeinamoment—ranbetwixthislegstoupsethim—andheldontohimlikegrimDeath.’

           ‘ExcellentMissMowcher!’criedI.

           ‘You’dhavesaidso,ifyouhadseenher,standingonachairinthewitness-boxatthetrial,asIdid,’saidmyfriend

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