Why, man, he
lodged next door to you, with Mrs. Lyon at the Scouring Burn."
"The black man the boys used to run after?"
"The very same. He returned with Ady, and was at the court of the Nawab
and told all, ay, and more than we knew--that Fletcher would be obliged
to visit Bombay again ere long after. He had got this from some of the
authorities in England. For many a day did the prince weep for his
Kalee; for many a day did he watch for the murderer's arrival, ay, as a
tiger of his jungles watches in the night with fiery eyes for a beast
even more cruel than himself. He had even all the coast of Coromandel, I
think they call it, to give intelligence of the vessel. The very name of
the vessel was known; the very paint of its sides, and the flag it
bore--so well had he kept up his knowledge of what was going on in
England."
"Wonderful!" cried Aminadab. "'And the fowler that did slay, falleth
into his own net.'"
"And a terrible net, with meshes of sharp steel to hold and cut."
"Ah!" cried Aminadab, as he rubbed his hands, and chuckled like a big
boy who sees the porridge boiling.
"You may well be anxious, lad; but you'll have more than you want.
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