"Ten thousand pounds would not save you now.

Dick, you're a jewel.

If I had listened to you, I shouldn't have trusted my life to the murdering vagabond.

I'll remember to-night, my boy, as long as I live." Although it appeared at first that ten thousand pounds would not prevent Lee handing George over to justice, yet, after a long and stormy argument, it appeared that the lesser sum of five hundred would be amply sufficient to stay any ulterior proceedings, provided the money was forthcoming in a week.

So that ultimately George found himself at liberty again, and, to his great astonishment, in higher spirits than he could have expected.
"At all events," said he to himself, as he limped back, lame and bruised, "I have not got THAT on my mind.