CHAPTER XCIII.
SIR RICHARD BLUNT’S SUBTERRANEAN EXPEDITION.
While Todd is thus waiting anxiously for the arrival of his old ally in iniquity, but who now he considered to be his most deadly foe, and his worst possible hindrance to carry out his deeply—by far too deeply—laid schemes, we shall have time to take a peep at some proceedings of Sir Richard Blunt’s, which are rather entertaining, and decidedly important.
Johanna had not been long gone from the fruiterer’s shop, before Sir Richard said to the fruiterer—
“If you are ready we will go now to the church at once. I have left quite a sufficient guard over the safety of Miss Oakley, and besides this affair will not take us I daresay above a couple of hours.”
“Not so long I think,” replied the fruiterer. “I am quite ready, and no dou
