sees the dark outline of the Pier Rocks against the somewhat lighter sky, and after a minute or two, fancies the rocks are in motion. It is the company who have managed to get there, and they are waiting for him. " Is that you , Jack ?" says one, in a quiet voice.[1] "Yes," says Jack, "it's me." " You can touch there, I think ; give us your line. " The goods are soon hauled silently in, and as silently distributed, the company making their way along some sand, which had purposely been sprinkled across the beach ; and as it happened on this particular night, the coastguardsman on duty at the western end of the Parade was held in conversation by one (a tradesman) in the secret, the company and goods were soon away. They went into West Street, through Russell Court, along George Street, up the Light Steps, and along Hill Street. In this street they saw a light ; old So-and-So was not gone to bed. It being Saturday he was having a hand of cards with a friend. No sooner thought of than done. One goes in and borrows the key of the shop, of which he had the charge (Jack and Sam, and Jem too, worked at the same shop) ; the goods were stowed away in the shop till the next night, and then, all being quiet, they were taken to -
- ↑ This individual, whom I will call " Jem, " is now, as well as Jack and Sam, living in Hastings. He corroborated the main points in the narrative, which I had originally from Jack.
