"It's galleys for life if he's collared, and he knows it well enough."
"Galleys!—ugh!"
And Herbert Murray gave a convulsive shudder, in which he was sympathetically joined by Chivey.
"Ain't it 'orrid to see them poor devils chained to the oars, and the hoverseer a walkin' up and down with his whip, a-lashin' 'em?" said Chivey.
"'Tis, indeed."
Murray again paused and shuddered, but after a moment, he continued—
"But it would be jolly, though, to see Harkaway and his friends at it."
"Crikey! and wouldn't I jest like to see that old beast of a Mole pulling away on his stumps. D'ye think they'll all get it?" asked Chivey.
"Yes, unless they manage to communicate with their friends or the consul."
"Then I had better just stroll up and see if our old pal the gaoler has stopped any more letters."