'Good,' said Mr Tappertit, scrutinising it attentively, while a
breathless silence reigned around; for he had constructed secret
door-keys for the whole society, and perhaps owed something of his
influence to that mean and trivial circumstance--on such slight
accidents do even men of mind depend!--'This is easily made. Come
hither, friend.'
With that, he beckoned the new knight apart, and putting the pattern in
his pocket, motioned to him to walk by his side.
'And so,' he said, when they had taken a few turns up and down, you--you
love your master's daughter?'
'I do,' said the 'prentice. 'Honour bright. No chaff, you know.'
'Have you,' rejoined Mr Tappertit, catching him by the wrist, and
giving him a look which would have been expressive of the most deadly
malevolence, but for an accidental hiccup that rather interfered with
it; 'have you a--a rival?'
'Not as I know on,' replied the 'prentice.
'If you had now--' said Mr Tappertit--'what would you--eh?--'
The 'prentice looked fierce and clenched his fists.
'It is enough,' cried Mr Tappertit hastily, 'we understand each other.
We are observed. I thank you.'
So saying, he cast him off again; and calling the long comrade aside
after taking a few hasty turns by himself, bade him immediately write
and post against the wall, a notice, proscribing one Joseph Willet
(commonly known as Joe) of Chigwell; forbidding all 'Prentice Knights
to succour, comfort, or hold communion with him; and requiring them,
on pain of excommunication, to molest, hurt, wrong, annoy, and pick
quarrels with the said Joseph, whensoever and wheresoever they, or any
of them, should happen to encounter him.
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