The barber being sure that all were on his side, now dropped his voice into tones sepulchral and solemn, and said slowly and deliberately; “If things don't mend, he must be Guy Fawkesed; Farmer Slade's barn was burnt by accident last Guy Fawkes' day; and no one ever found out who did it; and there's often a fire on Guy Fawkes' day; 'tis quite natural there should be when so many squibs are flying about."