The blackleg, without
much sympathy for his confederate, had rather regarded the whole scene
as a good joke than as a serious affair; and, as he approached the
lawyer, his merriment and keen satire were not relished by the victim.
"But how is it, Maxwell, about this will? You have never told me about
it," said Vernon, who, ruffian as he was, believed in fair play.
"I will tell you another time; cut these ropes, and let us be off."
"But let me tell you, my fine fellow, that though I can rob a man who
has enough, I would not be concerned in such a dirty game as this," said
Vernon, as he severed the ropes which bound the attorney. "If you have
been helping old Dumont to wrong his niece, may I be hanged, as that
nigger would have served you, if I don't blow the whole affair!"
"You know nothing about it; but, let me tell you, I am not concerned in
the affair. The girl, I have no doubt, is a slave."
The confederates now made all haste to depart from their proximity to
such dangers as both had incurred, and, by a circuitous way, reached the
river, where, taking a boat, they rowed under the banks down stream.
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