"You got a free pardon, I suppose?"
"Yes."
"Did they not send you abroad, then?"
"My health was not very strong and I did my time at the ships."
"How did you like them?"
"Oh, very well, there was not so much of this stupid humbugging-us-about system as there is now, but we were not kept so clean. The Scots-greys were frequently on the march on the clothes of the convicts."
"What was your next sentence?"
"Life."
"How many years did you have to do?"
"I got off on 'medical grounds' when I had done about two years and a-half. I got 'copt' again, however, and was sent back to do 'life' a second time; then I was liberated after I had done seven and a-half years more, making ten years altogether out of two 'life's.'"