The String of Pearls (1850), p. 574

turn parson to a parcel of old women, for the phraseology will stick to you as long as you live, if you do. But come—tell me now. You do know where to lay your hand upon money?"
Todd thought that it would be very indiscreet to say no to this little proposition, so with a nod and a smile he replied—
"Only a few hundreds. That's all."
"A few hundreds? That is a pretty good all, and will do very well indeed, my dear friend. Is it an understanding that we go halves ?"
"Quite, quite."
"Then, if we don't get out of the stone-jug pretty soon, it will be a strange thing to me. Now let us work away like bricks, and we will show them that two determined men can laugh at their bolts, and bars, and stone walls."
" How confident you are," said Todd. "You surely forget that we must go through much, before we can see the outside of the walls of this dreadful place. I wish I could be as sure of the result as you are, or as you seem to be."
"It is one-half the battle to make sure; there goes another of the stones. Now follow me through this opening in the wall. It leads to a passage from which we can reach one of the smaller inner courts; and from that we shall get on through the chapel to the Governor's house, and if we can't get out there, it's a bad case."
Mr. Lupin, who had, in a great measure, now that he no longer had any sanctified character to keep up, thrown of his timid nature, ventured to scramble through the opening in the wall, and he assisted Todd to follow him.
They both now stood in a narrow vaulted passage, and then they paused again for several minutes to listen if any noise in the prison gave intimation that any one was stirring; but everything was perfectly still, and so death-like was the silence, that, but that they well knew to the contrary, they might have supposed that they were the only living persons within that gloomy pile of building.
The little bit of wax candle that had been brought to Lupin by the pious lady, and which he had lit in his own cell, for the purpose, at first, of having a good look at Todd, was now upon the point of going out ; but he was very well provided with wax candle-ends, and he speedily lighted another, as he said in a tone of irony—
"The sheriffs will write a letter of threats to the pious lady, when they find how much she aided us in escaping."
"They ought," said Todd. "We will pray for her."
Lupin laughed, as he with a light step now crept along the vaulted passage, and reached a massive door at the end of it, up and down which he passed the light several times. Then he muttered to himself—
"Good! Only the lock, and it will need to be a good one if it resist me. I used to be rather an adept at this sort of thing. "
"Then you are," said Todd, "a professional."
He paused, for he did not like to say thief; but Lupin himself added the word, cracksman, and Todd nodded.
"Yes," added Lupin, "I was a cracksman, but I got known, so I thought the chapel dodge would suit me, and it did for a time, and would for some time
longer, but that the little accident of which you have heard something took place in the chapel, and that idiot Mrs. Oakley found me out. Ah! you never after all can be a match for a crafty old woman. They will have you at some moment when you least expect it. She regularly sold me."