en-de  Smith - Chapter 2. Easy
Smith blickte mühevoll auf das Schriftstück.
Er sah auf jedes Wort in jeder Zeile.
Er versuchte es viele Stunden, aber er konnte einfach kein Wort lesen.
"Ich brauche irgendeine Hilfe", dachte er.
"Ich muss meine Freunde fragen.
Sie werden es lesen können." Aber Smith wusste, dass er keine ehrlichen Freunde hatte.
Seine Freunde waren ebenfalls Taschendiebe!
"Ich werde das Schriftstück durchschneiden", dachte er dann.
"Ich werde jede Zeile abschneiden und gebe die Stücke verschiedenen Lesern." Das war keine gute Idee.
"Die Papierteile werden zu klein sein, um sich daran zu erinnern." dachte er.
Der Abend kam und Smith dachte immer noch nach.
Seine Augen, sein Kopf und sein Herz waren müde.
Er steckte das Schriftstück zurück in seinen Mantel und ging nach Hause.
Die Kneipe Roter Löwe hatte einen schmutzigen Raum und einen Keller.
Der Raum stank nach Getränken - und nach Kriminellen.
Allerhand Kriminelle waren normalerweise da.
Smith wohnte mit seinen Schwestern, Miss Bridget und Miss Fanny, im Keller.
Smith ging durch den Eingang.
Der Gastwirt der Taverne schaute zu ihm hin und lachte.
"Haben sie dich doch nicht aufgehängt?"
fragte er.
Smith dachte immer noch an das Schriftstück und antwortete nicht.
"Ich stellte dir eine Frage, Smith", sagte der Wirt.
"Haben Sie wirklich!"
Smith sagte: "Ich dachte, dass ich ein Pferd draußen hörte." Zwei oder drei Männer lachten, und Smith rannte zur Treppe.
Aber er war nicht schnell genug.
Er fühlte die schwere Hand des Wirts über seinem Ohr.
Im Keller änderten Smiths Schwestern gerade den Anzug eines toten Kriminellen.
Das war ihre gewöhnliche Arbeit.
Die Männer des Königs hängten viele Kriminelle in London.
Aber ihre Kleidung war noch gut genug zu tragen.
Miss Bridget änderte einen braunen Mantel.
"Rede nicht auf diese Weise mit dem Wirt", sagte sie zu Smith.
"Er wird ärgerlich, wenn du es tust." "Armer, kleiner Smut!"
sagte Miss Fanny.
( Seine Schwestern nannten in gewöhnlich Smut.) "Er ist immer in Schwierigkeiten." Smith öffnete das Dokument und legte es auf den Tisch.
"Ich nahm diese Sache einem alten Herrn ab", sagte er.
"Dann kamen zwei Männer und töteten ihn." Die Mädchen schauten auf das Schriftstück, aber sie konnten es nicht lesen.
"Um was geht es?"
fragte Miss Fanny.
"Ich weiß es nicht", antwortete Smith.
" Aber die Killer schauten danach.
Ein lahmer Mann war auch da, und er wollte es unbedingt haben." Smith hatte immer noch Angst vor diesem lahmen Mann mit seiner sanften Stimme.
"Es ist eine Art Bericht," sagte Miss Bridget.
"Sieh hier." Sie deutete auf ein Wort.
"Sieh dir dieses Wort an."
Es ist genau, wie ein Pferd mit Kutsche, oder?"
"Das ist das Wort 'Bericht'."
"Ich bin fast sicher."
"Ich kenne das Wort sehr gut." Smith war nicht sicher.
"Warum brachten sie ihn also um?"
fragte er.
"Und warum wurde der lahme Mann sehr wütend?"
"Gründe", sagte Miss Bridget.
"Sie hatten Gründe." Sie nahm den braunen Mantel wieder auf, "Bridget hat Recht", sagte Miss Fanny.
"Es ist ein Bericht, Smut." Sie zeigte auch auf das Papier.
"Sieh auf das Ding, das wie ein Fisch aussieht."
Ich weiß, dass es das Wort 'kriminell' ist.
Ich habe es schon oft gesehen. Ja, Smut, dieses Dokument ist ein Kriminalbericht, und es hat einen großen Wert.
Diese Männer waren bereit einen Mann dafür umzubringen.
Also, werden sie bereit sein, dafür zu bezahlen, nicht wahr?
Gut gemacht, Smut!"
"Aber wer will dafür bezahlen?"
fragte Smith.
"Wir werden das herausfinden," sagte Miss Fanny.
"Wir werden es lesen lassen." Smith erinnerte sich an seinen besten Freund, Lord Tom, den Straßenräuber.
"Lord Tom kann lesen," sagte er.
"Lord Tom?
Ja, natürlich!"
sagte Miss Fanny.
Ihr Gesicht war ziemlich rot und ihre Augen glitzerten plötzlich.
Miss Fanny war gerade eben neunzehn Jahre alt, und der Name des Straßenräubers war Musik in ihren Ohren
"Dieser Verbrecher!"
sagte Miss Bridget.
"Nein!
Er ist nicht ehrlich genug.
Er wird das Geld für sich behalten." "Wen können wir also fragen?"
sagte Smith.
Sie redeten zwei Stunden lang, aber sie kamen zu keinem Entschluss.
Und schließlich gingen sie ins Bett.
Von seinem Bett konnte Smith den Anzug des toten Mannes sehen.
Er hing an der Wand, und ließ ihn an böse Dinge denken.
Der hing im Newgate Gefängnis vor drei Tagen," dachte er.
"Und zu der Zeit steckte ein Mann drin!
Aber die Mädchen haben ihn geändert, und die Größe ist jetzt anders.
Ich hoffe, dass er nicht seinetwegen zurückkommt!"
Morgens lag das Dokument immer noch auf dem Tisch.
Smith stand früh auf.
Er nahm das Dokument und ging leise zu der Treppe.
Aber die Mädchen waren wach und hörten ihn.
"Wohin gehst du, Smut, mein Schatz?"
rief Miss Fanny.
"Newgate Gefängnis," sagte Smith.
"Newgate Gefängnis?
Nimm das Dokument nicht mit." "Warum nicht?"
"Vielleicht werden diese Männer dich umbringen und es nehmen.
Sie haben schon dafür einen Mann umgebracht, oder?
Sie werden vor einem Jungen keine Angst haben." "Sie wissen nicht, dass ich es habe," sagte Smith.
"Sie haben mich nicht gesehen." "Da kannst du dir nicht sicher sein, Smut!"
sagte Miss Fanny.
"Ich werde für dich darauf aufpassen." "Nein." "Wirst du ihn Lord Tom zeigen?"
"Vielleicht", sagte Smith.
"Ich weiß es jetzt noch nicht." "Er macht sich auf den Weg zum Newgate Gefängnis", sagte Miss Fanny zu ihrer Schwester.
Wirklich?"
Dann rief Miss Bridget laut:"Frag nach Mr. Jones, dem Henker, Smut.
Er muss uns noch Geld geben für die Arbeit an diesem Anzug." Die Mädchen änderten gerade den Anzug für den Henker.
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Smith looked hard at the document.
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He looked at every word in every line.
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He tried for many hours, but he just couldn't read a word.
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"I need some help," he thought.
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"I'll have to ask my friends.
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They'll be able to read it.” But Smith knew that he didn't have any honest friends.
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His friends were pickpockets too!
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"I'll cut the document," he thought then.
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"I'll cut every line and give the pieces to different readers.” That idea wasn't a good one.
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"The pieces of paper will be too small to remember," he thought.
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Evening came while Smith was still thinking.
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His eyes, head and heart were tired.
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He put the document back inside his coat and went home.
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The Red Lion Tavern had one dirty room and a cellar.
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The room was full of the smell of drink—and the smell of criminals.
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Every kind of criminal was usually there.
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Smith lived in the cellar with his sisters, Miss Bridget and Miss Fanny.
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Smith walked in through the doorway.
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The landlord of the tavern looked at him and laughed.
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"Haven't they hanged you yet?"
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he asked.
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Smith was still thinking of the document and didn't answer.
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"I asked you a question, Smith," the landlord said.
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"Did you really!"
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But he wasn't quick enough.
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He felt the landlord's heavy hand across his ear.
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In the cellar Smith's sisters were altering a dead criminal's suit.
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That was their usual work.
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The king's men hanged a lot of criminals in London.
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But their clothes were still good enough to wear.
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Miss Bridget was altering a brown coat.
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"Don't talk to the landlord like that," she said to Smith.
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"He'll be angry if you do.” "Poor little Smut!"
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Miss Fanny said.
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(His sisters usually called him Smut.)
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"He's always in trouble.” Smith opened the document and laid it on the table.
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"I took this thing from an old gentleman," he said.
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"Then two men came and killed him.” The girls looked at the document but couldn't read it.
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"What is it?"
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Miss Fanny asked.
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"I don't know," Smith replied.
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"But the killers were looking for it.
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"It's a kind of report," Miss Bridget said.
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"Look there.” She pointed at a word.
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"Look at that word.
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It's just like a horse and carriage, isn't it?
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That's the word 'report'.
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I'm quite certain.
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I know the word very well.” Smith wasn't certain.
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"So why did they kill him?"
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he asked.
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"And why did the lame man get very angry?"
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"Reasons," Miss Bridget said.
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"They had reasons.” She picked up the brown coat again, "Bridget is right," Miss Fanny said.
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"It's a report, Smut.” She pointed at the paper, too.
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"Look at that thing like a fish.
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I know that it's the word 'criminal'.
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Those men were ready to kill a man for it.
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And so they'll be ready to pay for it, won't they?
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Good boy, Smut!"
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"But who will pay for it?"
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Smith asked.
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"We'll find out," Miss Fanny said.
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"We'll have it read.” Smith remembered his best friend, Lord Tom the highwayman.
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"Lord Tom can read," he said.
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"Lord Tom?
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Yes, of course!"
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Miss Fanny said.
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Her face was rather red, and a sudden light came to her eye.
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Miss Fanny was just nineteen, and the highwayman's name was music in her ears.
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"That criminal!"
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Miss Bridget said.
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"No!
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He isn't honest enough.
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He'll keep the money himself.” "So who can we ask?"
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Smith said.
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They talked for two hours, but they could not answer the question.
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And at last, they went to bed.
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From his bed Smith could see the dead man's suit.
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It was hanging on the wall, and it gave him some bad thoughts.
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"It was hanging in Newgate Gaol three days ago," he thought.
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"And there was a man inside it then!
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But the girls have altered it, and it's a different size now.
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I hope that he won't come back for it!"
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The document was still on the table in the morning.
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Smith got up early.
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He took the document and went quietly to the stairs.
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But the girls were awake and heard him.
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"Where are you going, Smut dear?"
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Miss Fanny called.
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"Newgate Gaol," Smith said.
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"Newgate Gaol?
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Don't take the document with You.” "Why not?"
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"Perhaps those men will kill you and take it.
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They've already killed a man for it, haven't they?
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They won't be afraid of a boy.” "They don't know that I've got it," Smith said.
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"They didn't see me.” "You can't be certain, Smut!"
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Miss Fanny said.
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"I'll look after it for you.” "No.” "Are you going to show it to Lord Tom?"
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"Perhaps," Smith said.
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"I don't know yet.” "He's going to Newgate Gaol," Miss Fanny said to her sister.
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Is he?"
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Miss Bridget then called out: "Ask for Mr Jones, the hangman, Smut.
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Smith looked hard at the document.
He looked at every word in every line.
He tried for many hours, but he just couldn't read a word.
"I need some help," he thought.
"I'll have to ask my friends.
They'll be able to read it.”
But Smith knew that he didn't have any honest friends.
His friends were pickpockets too!
"I'll cut the document," he thought then.
"I'll cut every line and give the pieces to different readers.”
That idea wasn't a good one.
"The pieces of paper will be too small to remember," he thought.
Evening came while Smith was still thinking.
His eyes, head and heart were tired.
He put the document back inside his coat and went home.
The Red Lion Tavern had one dirty room and a cellar.
The room was full of the smell of drink—and the smell of criminals.
Every kind of criminal was usually there.
Smith lived in the cellar with his sisters, Miss Bridget and Miss Fanny.
Smith walked in through the doorway.
The landlord of the tavern looked at him and laughed.
"Haven't they hanged you yet?"
he asked.
Smith was still thinking of the document and didn't answer.
"I asked you a question, Smith," the landlord said.
"Did you really!"
Smith said, "I thought that I heard a horse outside.”
Two or three men laughed, and Smith ran to the stairs.
But he wasn't quick enough.
He felt the landlord's heavy hand across his ear.
In the cellar Smith's sisters were altering a dead criminal's suit.
That was their usual work.
The king's men hanged a lot of criminals in London.
But their clothes were still good enough to wear.
Miss Bridget was altering a brown coat.
"Don't talk to the landlord like that," she said to Smith.
"He'll be angry if you do.”
"Poor little Smut!"
Miss Fanny said.
(His sisters usually called him Smut.) "He's always in trouble.”
Smith opened the document and laid it on the table.
"I took this thing from an old gentleman," he said.
"Then two men came and killed him.”
The girls looked at the document but couldn't read it.
"What is it?"
Miss Fanny asked.
"I don't know," Smith replied.
"But the killers were looking for it.
A lame man was there, too, and he wanted it very much.”
Smith was still afraid of that lame man, with his soft voice.
"It's a kind of report," Miss Bridget said.
"Look there.”
She pointed at a word.
"Look at that word.
It's just like a horse and carriage, isn't it?
That's the word 'report'.
I'm quite certain.
I know the word very well.”
Smith wasn't certain.
"So why did they kill him?"
he asked.
"And why did the lame man get very angry?"
"Reasons," Miss Bridget said.
"They had reasons.”
She picked up the brown coat again, "Bridget is right," Miss Fanny said.
"It's a report, Smut.”
She pointed at the paper, too.
"Look at that thing like a fish.
I know that it's the word 'criminal'.
I've seen it many times, Yes, Smut, this document is a criminal report, and it has great value.
Those men were ready to kill a man for it.
And so they'll be ready to pay for it, won't they?
Good boy, Smut!"
"But who will pay for it?"
Smith asked.
"We'll find out," Miss Fanny said.
"We'll have it read.”
Smith remembered his best friend, Lord Tom the highwayman.
"Lord Tom can read," he said.
"Lord Tom?
Yes, of course!"
Miss Fanny said.
Her face was rather red, and a sudden light came to her eye.
Miss Fanny was just nineteen, and the highwayman's name was music in her ears.
"That criminal!"
Miss Bridget said.
"No!
He isn't honest enough.
He'll keep the money himself.”
"So who can we ask?"
Smith said.
They talked for two hours, but they could not answer the question.
And at last, they went to bed.
From his bed Smith could see the dead man's suit.
It was hanging on the wall, and it gave him some bad thoughts.
"It was hanging in Newgate Gaol three days ago," he thought.
"And there was a man inside it then!
But the girls have altered it, and it's a different size now.
I hope that he won't come back for it!"
The document was still on the table in the morning.
Smith got up early.
He took the document and went quietly to the stairs.
But the girls were awake and heard him.
"Where are you going, Smut dear?"
Miss Fanny called.
"Newgate Gaol," Smith said.
"Newgate Gaol?
Don't take the document with You.”
"Why not?"
"Perhaps those men will kill you and take it.
They've already killed a man for it, haven't they?
They won't be afraid of a boy.”
"They don't know that I've got it," Smith said.
"They didn't see me.”
"You can't be certain, Smut!"
Miss Fanny said.
"I'll look after it for you.”
"No.”
"Are you going to show it to Lord Tom?"
"Perhaps," Smith said.
"I don't know yet.”
"He's going to Newgate Gaol," Miss Fanny said to her sister.
Is he?"
Miss Bridget then called out: "Ask for Mr Jones, the hangman, Smut.
He must pay us some money for the work on this suit.”
The girls were altering the suit for the hangman.