"'Iss;' he turned to his companions. 'I s'pose I'd better tell en?'
They nodded gravely, and he resumed. 'You see, 'tis this way: ever
since that burglary there's no resting for the women. My poor back is
blue all over with the cloam my missus takes to bed. And ha'f a dozen
times a night 'tis, '_Arch'laus, I'm sartin I hear some person movin'--
Arch'laus, fit an' take a light and have a look downstairs, that's a
dear!_' An' these fellows'll tell 'ee 'tis every bit so bad with they.
'Tis right enough in the daytime, so long as the women got us 'ithin
hail, but by night there's no peace nor rest.'

"One or two husbands corroborated.

"'Well, now--I think 'twas the third night after this affair happened--
I crep' downstairs for the fifth time or so just to ease the old woman's
mind, and opens the door, when what do I see but Billy Polkinghorne
here, sittin' on his own doorstep like a lost dog. 'Aw,' says I, 'so
thee'rt feelin' of it, too!' 'Feelin' of it!' says he, 'durned if
this isn' the awnly place I can get a wink o' sleep!' 'Come'st way
long to Wall-end and tetch pipe,' says I. Tha's how it began. An' now,
ever since Billy thought 'pon the plan of settin' someone, turn an'
turn, to watch your window, there's nothin' to hurry us. Why, only just
as you came along, Billy was saying, 'Burglary!' he says, 'why, I han't
been so happy in mind since the _Indian Queen_ came ashore!''

"'Watch my window? Why the--' And then, as light broke on me,
'Look here,' I said, 'you don't mean to tell me you've been suspecting
_me_ of the burglary all this time!'

"'You musn' think,' said Archelaus Warne, 'that we bear any gridge.'"