"
The Professor went on to say a great deal more about the fitness of
Bridgeford and the Musical Bank managers for the task imposed on them by
the Sunchild, but here my father's attention flagged--nor, on looking at
the verbatim report of the sermon that appeared next morning in the
leading Sunch'ston journal, do I see reason to reproduce Hanky's words on
this head. It was all to shew that there had been no possibility of
mistake.
Meanwhile George was writing on a scrap of paper as though he was taking
notes of the sermon. Presently he slipped this into my father's hand. It
ran:-
"You see those vergers standing near my brothers, who gave up their seats
to us. Hanky tried to goad you into speaking that they might arrest you,
and get you into the Bank prisons. If you fall into their hands you are
lost. I must arrest you instantly on a charge of poaching on the King's
preserves, and make you my prisoner. Let those vergers catch sight of
the warrant which I shall now give you. Read it and return it to me.
Come with me quietly after service. I think you had better not reveal
yourself at all."
As soon as he had given my father time to read the foregoing, George took
a warrant out of his pocket. My father pretended to read it and returned
it. George then laid his hand on his shoulder, and in an undertone
arrested him.
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