The String of Pearls (1850), p. 277

"No, no—oh, no."
"Not such a one as Colonel Jeffery?"
"No, Arabella, I respect and admire Colonel Jeffery. He comes fully up to all my notions of what a gentleman should be, but I cannot love him."
Arabella sighed. The two young girls passed Todd's shop upon the other
side of the way, and Johanna shuddered as she did so, and repeated in a low voice—
"He went there, but he never left."
"Nay, but you should remember that was Thornhill."
"Yes, Thornhill, alias Ingestrie."
"You will cling to that idea."
"I cannot help it, Arabella. Oh, that I could solve the dreadful doubt. You speak to me of finding consolation and hope from the possibility that this Thornhill might not have been Ingestrie; but I feel, Arabella, that the agony of that constant doubt, and the pangs of never ending thought and speculation upon that subject will drive me mad. I cannot endure them—I must be resolved one way or the other. It is suspense that will kill me. I might in the course of time reconcile myself to the fact that poor Mark had gone before me to that world
where we shall assuredly meet again; but the doubt as to his fate is—is indeed madness!"
There was a manner about Johanna, as she pronounced these words, that was quite alarming to Arabella. Perhaps it was this alarm which went a long way towards inducing her, Arabella, to say what she now said to Johanna—
"Have you forgotten your idea of going disguised to Todd's, Johanna? And
have you forgotten what Mr. Ben, your friend from the Tower, told you?"
"What? Oh, what, Arabella—what did he tell me that I should remember?"
"Why that Todd had placed a placard in his window, stating that he wanted
a boy in his shop. Oh, Johanna, it would be so romantic; and to be sure, I have
read of such things. Do you think you would have courage sufficient to dress
yourself again in my cousin's clothes, and go to Todd's shop?"
"Yes, yes—I understand you—and apply for the vacant situation."
"Yes, Johanna; it might, you know, afford you an opportunity of searching the place, and then, if you found nothing which could assure you of the presence at one time there of Mark Ingestrie, you would come away with a heart more at ease."
"I should—I should. He could but kill me?"
"Who? who?"
"Sweeney Todd."
"Oh, no—no, Johanna, your stay would not exceed a few short hours."
"Oh, what long hours they would be."
"Well, Johanna, I almost dread the counsel I am giving to you. It is fraught probably with a thousand mischiefs and dangers, that neither you nor I have sufficient experience to see; and now that I have said what I have, I beg of you
to think no further of it, and from my heart I wish it all unsaid."
"No, Arabella, why should you wish it unsaid? It is true that the course you suggest to me is out of the ordinary way, and most romantic, but, then, are not all the circumstances connected with this sad affair far out of the ordinary course?"
"Yes, yes—and yet——"
"Arabella, I will do it."
"Oh, Johanna, Johanna—if any harm should come to you——"
"Then absolve yourself, Arabella, from all reproach upon the subject. Remember always that I go upon my own responsibility, and against your wishes, feelings, and advice. All that 1 now ask of you is that you will once more lend me that disguise, and assist me in further making myself look like that I would represent myself, and I shall then, perhaps, ask no more of your friendship in this world."
Arabella was horrified. The plan she had proposed had, from her course of