You have not forgotten——”
“I have forgotten nothing?” he answered, enigmatically. . After passing Tottenham Court Road, very few houses were to be seen on the
right hand, opposite Wardour Street it was open country. ' Jack Sheppard's library consisted
of a few ragged and well-thumbed volumes abstracted from the tremendous
chronicles bequeathed to the world by those Froissarts and Holinsheds of crime
—the Ordinaries of Newgate. "What!" she exclaimed, almost choked with passion,—"I advised you to burthen
yourself with that idle and good-for-nothing pauper, who'm you ought rather to
send to the workhouse than maintain at your own expense, did I! I advised you
to take him as an apprentice; and, so far from getting the regular fee with him, to
give him a salary? I advised you to feed him, and clothe him, and treat him like
his betters; to put up with his insolence, and wink at his faults? I counselled all
this, I suppose. But the
orchestra had never had a finer hour, and everyone was
aware of it. “I saw—they knocked off your fetters
yesterday. ”
“Do you think so? I find my interest in that sort of thing decline and decline. "Ah!" he exclaimed, in a tone of anguish. Here, where every element of her surroundings was tawdry and
commonplace, and before this young man of vulgar origin and appearance, it
was striking.
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