"I've done. Easy does it. Now go on and tell us what happened, my dear. Don't mind me. Go on."
"Then Johanna, in boy's cloathes, is now—"
"Now? Oh, the little vixen. Didn't I tell her not."
"Is now filling the situation of errand boy at Sweeney Todd's, opposite. Can I be otherwise than wretched, most wretched!"
"Arrant boy?"
"No, not arrant boy. Errand boy."
"At Todd's—opposite—in—boys—clothes? Oh—oh—just you wait here, and I'll soon put that to rights. I'll—I'll. Only you wait in this door-way, Miss A. W., just a moment or two, and I'll teach her to go and do such things. I'll—I'll—"
"No—no Ben. You will ruin all, you will, indeed. I implore you to stay with me. Let me tell you all that has happened, and how Johanna is protected. In the first place, Ben, you must know that Sir Richard Blunt the Magistrate has her under his special protection now, and he says that he has made such arrangements that it is quite impossible she can come to any harm."
"But—"
"Nay, listen me out. He says that nothing can now expose her to any danger, but some injudicious interference. I ought not, you see, to have told you, Mr. Ben; but since I have, I only ask of you, for Johanna's sake, for her life's sake, to do nothing."