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CHAPTER XIII. ‘Dreadfully untidy, is it not? Can’t abide bare rooms. I
have gone without dinner for three nights, and—come in. \"
They talked until midnight most nights. A shaft of searing heat plunged
downward. I’ve made no mention
of guns and daggers or, indeed, any of the more exciting aspects of the business. Last time I left home I felt as hard as nails. The cage at Willesden was, and is—for it is still standing—a small round
building about eight feet high, with a pointed tiled roof, to which a number of
boards, inscribed with the names of the parish officers, and charged with a
multitude of admonitory notices to vagrants and other disorderly persons, are
attached. Skirting the noble
gardens of Montague House, (now, we need scarcely say, the British Museum,)
the party speedily reached Great Russell Street,—a quarter described by Strype,
in his edition of old Stow's famous Survey, "as being graced with the best
buildings in all Bloomsbury, and the best inhabited by the nobility and gentry,
especially the north side, as having gardens behind the houses, and the prospect
of the pleasant fields up to Hampstead and Highgate; insomuch that this place,
by physicians, is esteemed the most healthful of any in London. Until the last few months. How she hated talking of the man who was
responsible for her being brought into the world. If
Thames Darrell escapes, you will lose both life and property. Sheppard returned no answer.
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