against the boards, so they put a strait weskut on her and took her to the hospital—and there she is."
"Wot's come of young Bates?" demanded Kags.
"He hung about, not to come over here afore dark, but he'll be here soon," replied Chitling. "There's nowhere else to go to now, for the people at the Cripples are all in custody, and the bar of the ken—I went up there and saw it with my own eyes—is filled with traps."
"This is a smash," observed Toby, biting his lips. "There's more than one will go with this."
"The sessions are on," said Kags: "if they get the inquest over; if Bolter turns King's evidence, as of course he will, from what he's said already; they can prove Fagin an accessory before the fact, and get the trial on on Friday; he'll swing in six days from this, by G—!"
"You should have heard the people groan," said Chitling; "the officers fought like devils or they'd have torn him away. He was down once, but they made a ring round him, and fought their way along. You should have seen
