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'
Silence
there
!
'
cried
the
jailer
.
'
What
is
this
?
'
inquired
one
of
the
magistrates
.
'
A
pick-pocketing
case
,
your
worship
.
'
'
Has
the
boy
ever
been
here
before
?
'
'
He
ought
to
have
been
,
a
many
times
,
'
replied
the
jailer
.
'
He
has
been
pretty
well
everywhere
else
.
I
know
him
well
,
your
worship
.
'
'
Oh
!
you
know
me
,
do
you
?
'
cried
the
Artful
,
making
a
note
of
the
statement
.
'
Wery
good
.
That
's
a
case
of
deformation
of
character
,
any
way
.
'
Here
there
was
another
laugh
,
and
another
cry
of
silence
.
'
Now
then
,
where
are
the
witnesses
?
'
said
the
clerk
.
'
Ah
!
that
's
right
,
'
added
the
Dodger
.
'
Where
are
they
?
I
should
like
to
see
'em
.
'
This
wish
was
immediately
gratified
,
for
a
policeman
stepped
forward
who
had
seen
the
prisoner
attempt
the
pocket
of
an
unknown
gentleman
in
a
crowd
,
and
indeed
take
a
handkerchief
therefrom
,
which
,
being
a
very
old
one
,
he
deliberately
put
back
again
,
after
trying
in
on
his
own
countenance
.
For
this
reason
,
he
took
the
Dodger
into
custody
as
soon
as
he
could
get
near
him
,
and
the
said
Dodger
,
being
searched
,
had
upon
his
person
a
silver
snuff-box
,
with
the
owner
's
name
engraved
upon
the
lid
.
This
gentleman
had
been
discovered
on
reference
to
the
Court
Guide
,
and
being
then
and
there
present
,
swore
that
the
snuff-box
was
his
,
and
that
he
had
missed
it
on
the
previous
day
,
the
moment
he
had
disengaged
himself
from
the
crowd
before
referred
to
.
He
had
also
remarked
a
young
gentleman
in
the
throng
,
particularly
active
in
making
his
way
about
,
and
that
young
gentleman
was
the
prisoner
before
him
.
