ight work, and, instead of
making my way to Fisher's Alley, I returned to the landing-steps,
resolving to watch for a time and see what occurred.

I thought of what had passed. I was not satisfied with myself. I thought
of what Anderson would say, and I felt that I had done wrong. And then I
attempted to exculpate myself. I could not prove that the things were
stolen. I did not go with any intent to help in such a business. Old
Grumble had only paid me for my work; but then, why did he pay me so
much money? My conscience told me that it was because the dealings were
unfair. I could not persuade myself that I was right. I looked up at the
heavens--for it was a clear night, and there was a very bright star just
above me; and as I looked at it it appeared as if it were an eye beaming
down upon me, and piercing into my breast. I turned away from it, and
then looked at it again--still it had the same appearance. I thought it
was the eye of God--I trembled, and I resolved to reveal the whole to
Anderson the next day, when I heard the sound of oars. I looked in the
direction, and perceived a wherry with two men pulling in. I was down on
the steps, under the shadow of the wall, and they did not see me. They
landed, and handed out of the wherry three large and full canvas bags.
"It's more than we can carry," said the voice of a waterman I well knew;
"we must leave one in the boat; and be quick, for they are on our scent.
Hollo! who's that? what are you doing here? Poor Jack, I declare."

"Well, mayn't I have a little night work as well as you?"

"Oh! you've come to that, have you?" replied he. "Well, as you're
waiting for something else, I suppose you could not help us with one of
these bags?"

"Yes, I can," replied I, forgetting all my resolutions; "put it on my
back, if it's not too heavy."

"No, no; you're stout enough to carry it. I say, Jack, can you tell us,
does old Nanny fence again, or has she given it up?"

"I believe she does not," replied I.

"Well," said he, "just put the question to her to-morrow morning, for
she used to be a good 'un; now follow us."

I walked after them with my load until we came to a by-street; at the
shutters of a shop they rapped three times on the iron bar outside which
fixed them up; the door was opened, and we put the bags down in the
passage, walked out again without a word, and the door was immediately
closed.

"Well, Jack," said the waterman, "I suppose we must tip handsome for