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It
was
the
afternoon
coach
by
which
I
had
taken
my
place
,
and
,
as
winter
had
now
come
round
,
I
should
not
arrive
at
my
destination
until
two
or
three
hours
after
dark
.
Our
time
of
starting
from
the
Cross
Keys
was
two
o
’
clock
.
I
arrived
on
the
ground
with
a
quarter
of
an
hour
to
spare
,
attended
by
the
Avenger
—
if
I
may
connect
that
expression
with
one
who
never
attended
on
me
if
he
could
possibly
help
it
.
At
that
time
it
was
customary
to
carry
Convicts
down
to
the
dock
-
yards
by
stage
-
coach
.
As
I
had
often
heard
of
them
in
the
capacity
of
outside
passengers
,
and
had
more
than
once
seen
them
on
the
high
road
dangling
their
ironed
legs
over
the
coach
roof
,
I
had
no
cause
to
be
surprised
when
Herbert
,
meeting
me
in
the
yard
,
came
up
and
told
me
there
were
two
convicts
going
down
with
me
.
But
I
had
a
reason
that
was
an
old
reason
now
for
constitutionally
faltering
whenever
I
heard
the
word
"
convict
.
"
"
You
don
’
t
mind
them
,
Handel
?
"
said
Herbert
.
"
O
no
!
"
"
I
thought
you
seemed
as
if
you
didn
’
t
like
them
?
"
"
I
can
’
t
pretend
that
I
do
like
them
,
and
I
suppose
you
don
’
t
particularly
.
But
I
don
’
t
mind
them
.
"
"
See
!
There
they
are
,
"
said
Herbert
,
"
coming
out
of
the
Tap
.
What
a
degraded
and
vile
sight
it
is
!
"
They
had
been
treating
their
guard
,
I
suppose
,
for
they
had
a
gaoler
with
them
,
and
all
three
came
out
wiping
their
mouths
on
their
hands
.
The
two
convicts
were
handcuffed
together
,
and
had
irons
on
their
legs
—
irons
of
a
pattern
that
I
knew
well
.
They
wore
the
dress
that
I
likewise
knew
well
.
Their
keeper
had
a
brace
of
pistols
,
and
carried
a
thick
-
knobbed
bludgeon
under
his
arm
;
but
he
was
on
terms
of
good
understanding
with
them
,
and
stood
with
them
beside
him
,
looking
on
at
the
putting
-
to
of
the
horses
,
rather
with
an
air
as
if
the
convicts
were
an
interesting
Exhibition
not
formally
open
at
the
moment
,
and
he
the
Curator
.
One
was
a
taller
and
stouter
man
than
the
other
,
and
appeared
as
a
matter
of
course
,
according
to
the
mysterious
ways
of
the
world
,
both
convict
and
free
,
to
have
had
allotted
to
him
the
smaller
suit
of
clothes
.
His
arms
and
legs
were
like
great
pincushions
of
those
shapes
,
and
his
attire
disguised
him
absurdly
;
but
I
knew
his
half
-
closed
eye
at
one
glance
.
There
stood
the
man
whom
I
had
seen
on
the
settle
at
the
Three
Jolly
Bargemen
on
a
Saturday
night
,
and
who
had
brought
me
down
with
his
invisible
gun
!
It
was
easy
to
make
sure
that
as
yet
he
knew
me
no
more
than
if
he
had
never
seen
me
in
his
life
.
