The String of Pearls (1850), p. 486

Crotchet, in obedience to the orders he had received, put up the shutters of Todd's shop, and then fetched a coach, during the whole of which time, Sir Richard Blunt himself kept his hand upon Todd's collar, so that he could control him if he should again become so violent as he had been.
The spirit to struggle was, however, gone from Todd for the time being. Indeed, he seemed to be completely stunned by his capture, and to be able only to'see things darkly. He was yet to awaken to a full consciousness of his situation, and let that awakening be when it would, it was sure to be awful.
"All's right," said Crotchet. "Here's the vehicle, and the crib is shut up."
"Crotchet!"
"Yes, your worship. What is it? Why, you never looked at a feller in that sort of way before."
"I never did have anything so important to say to you, Crotchet, nor did I ever place in your hands so important a trust. It is one that will make you or mar you, Crotchet. I have myself important business here, or I would myself take this man to Newgate. As it is, Crotchet, I wish to entrust you with that important piece of duty, and I rely upon you, Crotchet, for keeping an eye upon him, and delivering him in safety."
"It's as good as done," said Crotchet. "If he gets away from me, he has only another individual to do, and that's the old gent as is down below, with the
long tail. Lor' bless you, sir, didn't I say from the first, as Todd smugged the people as comed to him to be shaved?"
"You did, Crotchet."
"Werry good. Then does yer think as I'm the feller all for to let him go when once I've got a hold of him? Rather not!"
"I entrust you with him then, Crotchet. Take him away. I give him entirely into your hands."
Upon this, Crotchet slid his arm beneath that of Sweeney Todd, and looking in his face with a most grotesque air of satisfaction, he said, "kim up—kim up!"
He then, by an immense exertion of strength, hoisted Todd completely over the door step, after which, catching him with both hands about the small of his back, he pitched him into the coach.
"My eye," said the coachman, "has the gemman had a drop too much?"
"He will have," said Crotchet, "some o' these odd days. To Newgate—to Newgate."
Crotchet rode inside along with, Todd "for fear he should be dull," he said, and the other officer got up outside the coach, and then off it went to that dreadful building that Todd had often grimly smiled at as he passed, but into which as a resident he had never expected to enter.
Sir Richard Blunt remained in the shop of Sweeney . Todd. The oil lamp that hung by a chain from the ceiling shed a tolerable light over all objects, and no sooner had the magistrate fastened the outer door after the departure of Crotchet with Todd, than he stamped three times heavily upon the floor of the shop.
This signal was immediately answered by three distinct taps from underneath the floor, and then the magistrate stamped again in the same manner.
The effect of all this stamping and counter-signals was immediately very apparent. The great chair which has played so prominent a part in the atrocities of Sweeney Todd slowly sunk, and the revolving plank hung suspended by its axle, while a voice from below called out—
"Is all right, sir?"
"Yes, Crotchet has taken him to Newgate. I am now alone. Come up."
"We are coming, sir. We all heard a little disturbance, but the floor is very thick you know, sir. So we could no take upon ourselves to say exactly what was happening."
"Oh, it's all right. He resisted, but by this time he is within the stone walls of Newgate. Let me lend you a hand."