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but Mr. Vaughan was not talking to me.

Matthew Stevenson.
Mr. Chabert, Mr. Vaughan, Mr. Weale and others, whom they had assembled about three nights after I had been in jail, on my rising from bed to shut the door, when I heard a riot and the noise of beating girls, used very abusive language; and several times while I held the door ordered me to come out or they would force me out and threatened to take my life. It was Mr. Vaughan, I think, by his speech. At last they came into my room. Mr. Chabert was the friend of them, he and Vaughan were the ringleaders: they beat me as no man was ever beaten. They then went away, saying they would bring pistols. In the mean while I stepped out of the room, went into another and crept under the bed.
They hunted for me, Mr. Chabert being foremost (I think, by his [ILL]) in the hunt; and it was [ILL] who said, We must kill, or he will be against us: he will tell every thing and we shall be hanged. At last they, who were in the bed under which I had crept clearing their throats, told [ILL] was and Mr. Chabert, Vaughan, and [ILL] others, beat me [ILL] till I could not stand, they broke two of my ribs, as Mr. [King?] the Surgeon who attended me knows. Surgeon [Hay?] tore at my clothes [ILL].