XIII.—In transitu.
ONE night, near twelve o'clock, a shrewd
tradesman, looking out of his shopdoor
before he turned into bed, heard a cry which
proceeded from a bundle on the pavement.
This he discovered to be an infant wrapt
in a potato-sack. He was quick enough to
observe that it had been deftly laid over
a line chiselled across the pavement to the
corner of his house, which line he knew to
be the boundary between his own parish of
St. Simon Magus and the adjacent parish
of St. Bartimeus. He took note, being a
business man, of the exact position of the
child's body in relation to this line, and then
conveyed it to the workhouse of the other
parish.
