The Buffer's wife accordingly took her leave.
"Now come, Jack," said the Resurrection Man. "We have no time to lose. There's the tools to get out."
The two men descended the stairs, and issued from the house. They hastened up the little alley: the Resurrection Man opened the door of the ground-floor rooms; and they entered that part of the house together.
"Bustle about," said Tidkins, when they found themselves in the front room; and having lighted a candle, he hastily gathered together the implements which they required.
Laden with the tools, the two men were about to leave the room, when the Buffer suddenly exclaimed, "What the devil was that? I could have sworn I heard some one moaning."
"Nonsense," said the Resurrection Man; but, as he spoke, he observed by the glare of the candle, that the countenance of his companion had suddenly become ashy pale.
"Well, I never was more deceived in my life," observed the Buffer.
"You certainly never was," answered the Resurrection Man: then, hastily extinguishing the light, he pushed the Buffer into the alley, and locked the door carefully behind himself.
The two body-snatchers then proceeded to the scene of their midnight labour.
We must take leave of them for a short space, and follow the movements of the Rattlesnake.