Gregson, who was still on the floor, looked at them supinely.
“Governor! thought you would like a little dinner,” said the man kindly; and he propped up a slab which was hanging from the wall, placed the tray on it, reached down a salt dish from a shelf in the corner, where it had grown dusty, in company with a bible and two hymn books.
“Will you take beer or wine?”
“I want wine,” said the Badger, sulkily.
“Very good, I will bring you a pint; it’s against the rules to have any more.”
He drank some of the eating-house sherry, which, bad as it was, encouraged him to eat a few mouthfuls. This awoke him from the stupor into which he had fallen, and which had been almost akin to madness.
CHAPTER IV.
PEACE RETURNS TO BRADFORD—THE SLEEPING BEAUTY—HIS DISGUISE AS A ONE-ARMED MAN—THE ROBBERY AT DUDLEY HILL.
Leaving the guilty man to his reflections, we will now return to the hero of our story.
Charles Peace, after he left the groom’s little bedroom, succeeded in getting clear out of the neighbourhood, without attracting any observation.