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One
day
he
came
up
to
the
office
,
all
in
a
hurry
,
and
had
a
private
interview
with
the
magistrate
,
who
,
after
a
deal
of
talk
,
rings
the
bell
,
and
orders
Jem
Spyers
in
(
Jem
was
a
active
officer
)
,
and
tells
him
to
go
and
assist
Mr.
Chickweed
in
apprehending
the
man
as
robbed
his
house
.
"
I
see
him
,
Spyers
,
"
said
Chickweed
,
"
pass
my
house
yesterday
morning
,
"
"
Why
did
n't
you
up
,
and
collar
him
!
"
says
Spyers
.
"
I
was
so
struck
all
of
a
heap
,
that
you
might
have
fractured
my
skull
with
a
toothpick
,
"
says
the
poor
man
;
"
but
we
're
sure
to
have
him
;
for
between
ten
and
eleven
o'clock
at
night
he
passed
again
.
"
Spyers
no
sooner
heard
this
,
than
he
put
some
clean
linen
and
a
comb
,
in
his
pocket
,
in
case
he
should
have
to
stop
a
day
or
two
;
and
away
he
goes
,
and
sets
himself
down
at
one
of
the
public-house
windows
behind
the
little
red
curtain
,
with
his
hat
on
,
all
ready
to
bolt
out
,
at
a
moment
's
notice
.
He
was
smoking
his
pipe
here
,
late
at
night
,
when
all
of
a
sudden
Chickweed
roars
out
,
"
Here
he
is
!
Stop
thief
!
Murder
!
"
Jem
Spyers
dashes
out
;
and
there
he
sees
Chickweed
,
a-tearing
down
the
street
full
cry
.
Away
goes
Spyers
;
on
goes
Chickweed
;
round
turns
the
people
;
everybody
roars
out
,
"
Thieves
!
"
and
Chickweed
himself
keeps
on
shouting
,
all
the
time
,
like
mad
.
Spyers
loses
sight
of
him
a
minute
as
he
turns
a
corner
;
shoots
round
;
sees
a
little
crowd
;
dives
in
;
"
Which
is
the
man
?
"
"
D
--
me
!
"
says
Chickweed
,
"
I
've
lost
him
again
!
"
It
was
a
remarkable
occurrence
,
but
he
war
n't
to
be
seen
nowhere
,
so
they
went
back
to
the
public-house
.
Next
morning
,
Spyers
took
his
old
place
,
and
looked
out
,
from
behind
the
curtain
,
for
a
tall
man
with
a
black
patch
over
his
eye
,
till
his
own
two
eyes
ached
again
.
At
last
,
he
could
n't
help
shutting
'em
,
to
ease
'em
a
minute
;
and
the
very
moment
he
did
so
,
he
hears
Chickweed
a-roaring
out
,
"
Here
he
is
!
"
Off
he
starts
once
more
,
with
Chickweed
half-way
down
the
street
ahead
of
him
;
and
after
twice
as
long
a
run
as
the
yesterday
's
one
,
the
man
's
lost
again
!
This
was
done
,
once
or
twice
more
,
till
one-half
the
neighbours
gave
out
that
Mr.
Chickweed
had
been
robbed
by
the
devil
,
who
was
playing
tricks
with
him
arterwards
;
and
the
other
half
,
that
poor
Mr.
Chickweed
had
gone
mad
with
grief
.
'
'
What
did
Jem
Spyers
say
?
'
inquired
the
doctor
;
who
had
returned
to
the
room
shortly
after
the
commencement
of
the
story
.
'
Jem
Spyers
,
'
resumed
the
officer
,
'
for
a
long
time
said
nothing
at
all
,
and
listened
to
everything
without
seeming
to
,
which
showed
he
understood
his
business
.
But
,
one
morning
,
he
walked
into
the
bar
,
and
taking
out
his
snuffbox
,
says
"
Chickweed
,
I
've
found
out
who
done
this
here
robbery
.
"
"
Have
you
?
"
said
Chickweed
.
"
Oh
,
my
dear
Spyers
,
only
let
me
have
wengeance
,
and
I
shall
die
contented
!
Oh
,
my
dear
Spyers
,
where
is
the
villain
!
"
"
Come
!
"
said
Spyers
,
offering
him
a
pinch
of
snuff
,
"
none
of
that
gammon
!
You
did
it
yourself
.
"
So
he
had
;
and
a
good
bit
of
money
he
had
made
by
it
,
too
;
and
nobody
would
never
have
found
it
out
,
if
he
had
n't
been
so
precious
anxious
to
keep
up
appearances
!
'
said
Mr.
Blathers
,
putting
down
his
wine-glass
,
and
clinking
the
handcuffs
together
.
'
Very
curious
,
indeed
,
'
observed
the
doctor
.
'
Now
,
if
you
please
,
you
can
walk
upstairs
.
'
'
If
YOU
please
,
sir
,
'
returned
Mr.
Blathers
.
Closely
following
Mr.
Losberne
,
the
two
officers
ascended
to
Oliver
's
bedroom
;
Mr.
Giles
preceding
the
party
,
with
a
lighted
candle
.
Oliver
had
been
dozing
;
but
looked
worse
,
and
was
more
feverish
than
he
had
appeared
yet
.
Being
assisted
by
the
doctor
,
he
managed
to
sit
up
in
bed
for
a
minute
or
so
;
and
looked
at
the
strangers
without
at
all
understanding
what
was
going
forward
--
in
fact
,
without
seeming
to
recollect
where
he
was
,
or
what
had
been
passing
.
'
This
,
'
said
Mr.
Losberne
,
speaking
softly
,
but
with
great
vehemence
notwithstanding
,
'
this
is
the
lad
,
who
,
being
accidently
wounded
by
a
spring-gun
in
some
boyish
trespass
on
Mr.
What-d
'
ye-call-him
's
grounds
,
at
the
back
here
,
comes
to
the
house
for
assistance
this
morning
,
and
is
immediately
laid
hold
of
and
maltreated
,
by
that
ingenious
gentleman
with
the
candle
in
his
hand
:
who
has
placed
his
life
in
considerable
danger
,
as
I
can
professionally
certify
.
'
Messrs.
