Says he, to prig I think no sin;
For sure a Romany must have tin:
Heigho, the cove!"
"It must be all right," thought Todd, "or he would not sing that song; but what good it can do him to get from his own cell into this, I cannot imagine. He would be equally confined here as there, and all his labour thrown away. But together, we may do something. I will speak to him. Yes, I think I will speak to him."
Todd still waited and lingered before he gave any intimation of his presence and knowledge of what was going on, and then the song ceased, and by the renewed vigour with which the tenant of the next cell worked at the stone, it would seem that he had got very impatient at the length of time it took him.
Suddenly, the stone, which was about a foot square, shook so, that Todd withdrew from it, thinking that it would come out of its place altogether; and as it was evidently the object of the prisoner at the other side to push it through into Todd's cell, he thought it better to stand on one side, and let it come.
Suddenly, with a crash, it fell through, and then Todd spoke, for the first time, to the prisoner.
CHAPTER CXXXIII.
THE PROGRESS OF THE OPERATIONS TO ESCAPE FROM NEWGATE.
"Who's there? Who are you?" cried Todd.
"The deuce!" said a voice, from the adjoining cell. "Sold at last, after all my trouble. Confound you, why didn't you speak before, and save me the last hour's work?"