very hard, and with this I began to live; but the diligent devil,
who resolved I should continue in his service, continually
prompted me to go out and take a walk, that is to say, to see
if anything would offer in the old way.
One evening I blindly obeyed his summons, and fetched a long
circuit through the streets, but met with no purchase, and came
home very weary and empty; but not content with that, I went
out the next evening too, when going by an alehouse I saw the
door of a little room open, next the very street, and on the table
a silver tankard, things much in use in public-houses at that
time. It seems some company had been drinking there, and the
careless boys had forgot to take it away.
I went into the box frankly, and setting the silver tankard on
the corner of the bench, I sat down before it, and knocked with
my foot; a boy came presently, and I bade him fetch me a pint
of warm ale, for it was cold weather; the boy ran, and I heard
him go down the cellar to draw the ale. While the boy was
gone, another boy came into the room, and cried, ‘D’ ye call?’
I spoke with a melancholy air, and said, ‘No, child; the boy is
gone for a pint of ale for me.’
While I sat here, I heard the woman in the bar say, ‘Are they
all gone in the five?’ which was the box I sat in, and the boy
said, ‘Yes.’ ‘Who fetched the tankard away?’ says the woman.
‘I did,’ says another boy; ‘that’s it,’ pointing, it seems, to
another tankard, which he had fetched from another box by
mistake; or else it must be, that the rogue forgot that he had
not brought it in, which certainly he had not.
I heard all this, much to my satisfaction, for I found plainly
that the tankard was not missed, and yet they concluded it was
fetched away; so I drank my ale, called to pay, and as I went
away I said, ‘Take care of your plate, child,’ meaning a silver
pint mug, which he brought me drink in. The boy said, ‘Yes,
madam, very welcome,’ and away I came.
I came home to my governess, and now I thought it was a
time to try her, that if I might be put to the necessity of being
exposed, she might offer me some assistance. When I had
been at home some time, and had an opportunity of talking to
her, I told her I had a secret of the greatest consequence in the
world to commit to her, if she had respect enough for me to
keep it a secret. She told me she had kept one of my secrets
faithfully; why should I doubt her keeping another? I told her
the strangest thing in the world had befallen me, and that it
had made a thief of me, even without any design, and so told
her the whole story of the tankard. ‘And have you brought it
away with you, my dear?’ says she. ‘To be sure I have,’ says
I, and showed it her. ‘But what shall I do now,’ says I; ‘must
not carry it again?’
‘Carry it again!’ says she. ‘Ay, if you are minded to be sent
to Newgate for stealing it.’ ‘Why,’ says I, ‘they can’t be so
base to stop me, when I carry it to them again?’ ‘You don’t
know those sort of people, child,’ says she; ‘they’ll not only
carry you to Newgate, but hang you too, without any regard
to the honesty of returning it; or bring in an account of all the
other tankards they have lost, for you to pay for.’ ‘What must
I do, then?’ says I. ‘Nay,’ says she, ‘as you have played the
cunning part and stole it, you must e’en keep it; there’s no
going back now. Besides, child,’ says she, ‘don’t you want it
more than they do? I wish you could light of such a bargain
once a week.’
This gave me a new notion of my governess, and that since