CHAPTER XXXVII.
THE SEARCH AT TODD’S.
The house in Fleet Street, next door to Todd’s, was kept by a shoemaker, named Whittle, and in this shoemaker’s window was a bill, only put up on the very day of poor Tobias’s escape from Peckham, announcing—”An Attic to Let.” This was rather an alluring announcement to Sir Richard Blunt. At about half an hour after sunset on the same evening that had witnessed the utter discomfiture of the attempt to restore poor Tobias Ragg to his senses, two men stood in the deep recess of a doorway immediately opposite to the house of Sweeney Todd. These two men were none other than Sir Richard and his esteemed but rather eccentric officer, Mr. Crotchet. After some few moments’ silence, Sir Richard spoke, saying—
“Well, Crotchet—what do you think of the affair n
