The String of Pearls (1850), p. 589

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"Trifling! I have not a bone in my body that don't ache. Trifling? I am one mass of bruises from top to toe, and I never, in all my life, felt so exhausted; but yet the love of life and of liberty will lend me strength; so, come on; I will go on to Hampstead, and I will reach it, my friend, unless I drop by the way. "
"Well spoke," said Lupin.
They now pursued a course which led them rapidly by the back of the City Road, and through the now well-populated district called Hoxton; and keeping on in that way they crossed the high-road near to Stamford Hill, and soon began to get a good view of the heights of Highgate and Hampstead in the distance."
"Brandy," said Todd, "brandy!"
"Why, what's the matter?"
"My good friend, I can't get on without some brandy. I am rather used to a little stimulant at times, so 1 must have it. Then we have no risk now to run by going into a public-house."
"I don't know that, Todd. But it you can't do without, some brandy you must have. To be sure, we are in luck's way, so far, that we are provided with hats and coats from the alderman's hall, and, therefore, people cannot have a description of us. The first quiet little hotel we come to, Todd, I promise you that I will not object to our stopping at, so that you may have your drop."
"Yes," said Todd, ''that will do. My good friend, it is the only thing that keeps me up. When I used to feel a little down in spirits I poured some other spirits down, and then I get up again."
"Exactly. Here we are, at an old roadside house called the Adam and Eve, which will be the very thing. They may take you for Adam and me for Cain or Abel.—Come along."
They halted at the door of the little public-house, but upon going in they found the landlord and landlady bargaining with a man who was hawking something, and the following words came upon the startled ears of Todd.
"Only threepence, sir, I assure you, and the most exact likeness of Sweeny Todd, the murderer; taken while he was on his trial at the Old Bailey. You will see what a look he has, and the artist has been most successful in the squint: and only threepence."
"He will be hanged on Monday, of course?" said the publican's wife.
"Oh yes, ma'am, in course, and there's expected such a crowd as never was known at the execution."
"No doubt of it. Well, I'll give twopence."
"And a drop of ale," said the publican.
"Here you are, master, you shall have it. A capital likeness. If you was only now to catch a sight of the original Todd, you'd know him in a moment by the look of this picture, particularly the squint."
"Come in," whispered Lupin to Todd.
"Oh no—no—I don't want the brandy now."
"But I do. Your speaking about it, has got me into the mind of wanting some now; so come on and let us have it, my friend, at once. Why, you are not afraid that the portrait is too good a likeness, are you?"
"Oh dear, I don't know," said Todd. " I believe I have a remarkable nose, and rather an engaging look about the eyes.—Come along."
"A quartern of the best brandy," said Lupin.
Todd felt that now the safest thing he could do, was to brave the matter out, as anything in the shape of a retreat would be much worse than actually making an appearance at the bar of the public-house ; and then it was truly ridiculous to see the manner in which Todd stove to alter the cast of his features, by protruding one lip, and putting on what he thought as a kind of satisfied smirking smile, extremely difficult, indeed, for his usual expression of face.
There was only one slight comfort he felt, and that was in the circumstance that the news of their escape from Newgate had not yet reached that place.
"A nice, bracing morning, gentlemen," said the publican.

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