“I don’t expect half, but I must have something.”
“Agreed. To-morrow night will do.”
“Will it? Then I’m your man.”
This little matter being settled the two friends parted at the corner of Leather-lane, the gipsy promising to call for Peace at half-past ten or from that to eleven o’clock on the following night.
In tracing the lawless career of a great criminal like Charles Peace it is not requisite to trouble the reader with a full discription of all his depredations. The leading events in his career it is our business to chronicle.
As a rule he committed most of his daring burglaries without the assistance of confederates or accomplices; but this was not always the case.
In the earlier part of his life he had many lawless companions.
At Sheffield and Manchester he was associated with a band of desperadoes.
The burglary we are about to describe was not undertaken alone, and possibly it was for this reason Peace had made one or two signal failures, and in consequence had escaped in a most marvellous manner on both occasions.
He therefore gladly accepted the service of the gipsy, in whom he felt he could place implicit confidence.