The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1873-04-26
PEARL AND EMERALD
CHAPTER XXI.
IN BOW STREET.

The Count drew Mr.. Grode's arm within
his in friendly manner. But his words
were not quite so friendly.
"You are tall and big man," he said;
"but you have too much flesh to be very
active. l am as tall as you are and l
time as strong. I have also placed my pis-
tol in my right hand pocket, SO as to be
ready at an instant's notice; and, as my
own life is not worth three weeks purchase
| in any case, don't mind taking yours as
well, though in the open street and in the
open day. So l advise you to take me at
once to this Jew, and take neither to your
tongue nor to your heels. 1t is clear that,
wherever the stone may be now, the Jew
is at the bottom of the affair. So let me
have no more delay, Or"
Mr.. erode was Of the same opinion-at
least, SO far as concerned the wisdom of
submitting to circumstances. The Counts
superior strength was sufficiently proved
by the way in which he held his arm, as if
in wise; and he was cowed, besides, and
mortified even into feeling himself to be a
thief and a cur.
Just then an empty hanson cab happen
ed to be passing. which the Count hailed
" Get in, he said to Mr.. erode, roughly.
"Where to ~
They started off at a good pace, for the
Count had taken care to select cab drawn
by horse something above the average of
cab-horses in point of promise, until they
arrived at that door in Bow street, Covent
Garden, behind which have been performed
so many fragmentary scenes of comedies
more complex, and Of tradsedies more
deep than behind even those of the two
great theaters that lie within stone throw
of it, and that profess to represent the
history of the English stage. The glories
of the latter must yield to those of that
theater whose door-keepers are the Metro
politan Police, and whose stage manager is
the magistrate sitting in the small court
on the other side of the way.
Beside this door, as if they were play
bills, hung advertisements Of lost children,
absconded swindlers, and rewards for MUIR
der; and two policemen were standing
talking to each other idly at the door
To these, Mr.. erode, under the direction
of his captor, addressed himself. He had
had some intention of asking for their as
sistance on his own behalf; but the Count
never ceased to retain his arm, even in
f1,a nh 10 fhn
ure of the pistol-barrel, while he still felt
upon his forehead served as a magical seal
to bind his will.
After some little trouble, and good
deal of delay, they were conducted to the
cell of Nathan Levi.
"Here you are sir, said the policemen
who acted as their guide. GIVE seen
good many ugly customers, and a good
many queer customers, in my day, but this
here jew is the ugliest and the queerest of
them ALL and that's saying good DEAL
He has been wise enough to hold his tongue,
though; and it's my belief as the jails
would hold their tongues when they're
took. He hasn't said a word since he's
been in, but just sat down on that bench
where you see him now. Levi, there's two
gentlemen to see you"
His two visitors looked toward the bench
that formed the whole furniture of the cell
in which the prisoner had to wait till noxt
morning. Nathan Levi was sitting upon
it, or rather half lying upon it, as accord
ing to the constable, he had sat ever since
he had been in custody; but he seemed to
have grown deaf as we'll as dumb.