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if it's unpleasant to hear the key turn on 

 you, and make you feel a prisoner, you'll 

 find it like music to hear the bolts shoot 

 back again when I let you out." 



"Now, Andrews," said I, "what's all 

 this about ? When you worked under me, 

 scold you as I might, I never had to say 

 you told me a lie." " No," said he, " and 

 I won't do so now. I've stole some of my 

 master's coals, and there's no denying it ; 

 and all I want you to do is to come and 

 say a word for me before the Bench ; for 

 I'm sure to be committed, and shall have 

 to appear to-morrow." " Well," said I, 

 " that I'll do ; and it's no use our talking 

 more now, for here's the constable coming ; 

 but I must have you tell me all about it, 

 and I'll see you again this evening if I can, 

 and if you're sent to the cage." 



This Andrews was a man that had worked 

 in our grounds partly, and partly at the 

 house a kind of odd hand sometimes here 

 and sometimes there; and he wasn't quite 

 as nice as he should have been about little 

 things, helping himself to fruit off the walls, 

 or the like. I once had a good talk with 

 him about it ; and this was what brought it 



