CHAPTER LX.
TODD FINDS A BOY.
“Temporary insanity, and a dividend of one shilling upon the razor!”
Such was the enlightened verdict of twelve sapient shopkeepers in the Strand upon John Mundell—peace to his manes! He is gone where there are no discounts—no usury laws—no unredeemed pledges, and no strings of pearls! Good day to you, John Mundell!
“Ha! Ha! Ha!” laughed Sweeney Todd. “That affair is settled in an uncommonly satisfactory manner. What an odd thing it is, though, that nobody now comes into my shop, but somebody else, upon some shuffling excuse or another, comes in within two minutes afterwards. Now, if I were superstitious, which—I—I am not—”
Here Todd looked first over his right shoulder and then over his left, with two perceptible shudders.
“If, as I say, I were supersti
