“You do know, and I will make you tell,” vociferated the doctor.
“Werry well then, make me,” sneered Miss Tabs.
“How did the prisoner escape, I ask you?”
“And I tell you I don’t know.”
“Young woman, I am that sure you do know, and you shall be forced to tell.”
“Listen to me then; I will tell you what I do know, and I won’t tell you anything more.”
“That is all we wish to hear. Go on.”
“Well then, I fell asleep in that chair, and when I woke up my missus was gone. That’s what I know. And it stands to reason as that perlice, as kept the passage door, must have come in while I was asleep and stole her off.”
“Young woman, are you telling the truth?”
“Yes, sir; ’pon my word and honor.”