"No," was the answer.
"Ay, ay, I thought as much," was the reply. "He might as well have got hold of a corner of the moon, which, I believe, is more likely—a great deal more likely."
"Hold still a moment," said the man, who was looking over the edge of the house.
"What's the matter now? A gnat flew into your eye?"
"No; but I see him—by Jove, I see him!"
"See who—see who?"
"Varney, the vampyre!" shouted the man. "I see him about half-way down clinging, like a fly, to the wall. Odd zounds! I never saw the like afore!"
"Hurrah! after him then, boys!"
"Not the same way, if you please. Go yourself, and welcome; but I won't go that way."
"Just as you please," said the man; "but what's good for the goose is good for the gander is an old saying, and so is Jack as good as his master."