" "Holloa! my hearty!" cried Ben, starting to his feet. “It was my sister Anna. . Spurling, formerly, it may be remembered, the hostess of the Dark House at Queenhithe,—whence wine, ale, and brandy of inferior quality were dispensed, in false measures, and at high prices, throughout the prison, which in noise and debauchery rivalled, if it did not surpass, the lowest tavern. The wings stopped. “Have some more port wine, sir?” “It’s a very sound wine,” said Mr. He pulled rein at the sight of her, saluted, and regarded her with his rather too protuberant eyes. Jackson: "ha! ha!" "Not in the least, Ma'am," echoed Mr. It may here be mentioned that this gate, destined to bequeath its name—a name, which has since acquired a terrible significance,—to every successive structure erected upon its site, was granted, in 1400, by charter by Henry the Sixth to the citizens of London, in return for their royal services, and thenceforth became the common jail to that city and the county of Middlesex. First, I went to Country Tom's, the Goat, in Long Lane. "Where is she?" thundered Jonathan, who at this moment reached Mrs. We have come to the conclusion, Brendon and I, that Mrs. “Come, daddy,” said Ann Veronica, following her husband and Miss Stanley; and in the fulness of her heart she gave a friendly squeeze to the parental arm. John exited quickly from the side of the stage and returned to where his mother and father sat. "The worst house in the neighbourhood—the constant haunt of reprobates and thieves," groaned Wood.
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