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"Weigh anchor, Van!" he shouted to the skipper, "and consult your despatches. I wanted the time with you. After him! A hundred pounds to the man who takes him. I am altogether a person of a disposition extremely interfering, as you have so often told me. " And, as he spoke, he took up a sheet of paper, and hastily traced a few lines upon it. ‘Desist, you little devil,’ he growled in her ear. "It was that song that put it into my head to cut my name on the beam. Here the ribs of a thousand pounds beating against the Needles— those dangerous rocks, credulity here floated, to and fro, silks, stuffs, camlets, and velvet, without giving place to each other, according to their dignity; here rolled so many pipes of canary, whose bungholes lying open, were so damaged that the merchant may go hoop for his money," A less picturesque, but more truthful, and, therefore, more melancholy description of the same scene, is furnished by the shrewd and satirical Ned Ward, who informs us, in the "Delectable History of Whittington's College," that "When the prisoners are disposed to recreate themselves with walking, they go up into a spacious room, called the Stone Hall; where, when you see them taking a turn together, it would puzzle one to know which is the gentleman, which the mechanic, and which the beggar, for they are all suited in the same garb of squalid poverty, making a spectacle of more pity than executions; only to be out at the elbows is in fashion here, and a great indecorum not to be threadbare. Quilt, who was an ardent lover of mischief, could not help laughing most heartily at the rueful appearance of these personages. ’ Kimble chewed his lip, but his hostility was visibly lessening. One went in for painting, kept straight and married old Ferringhall a week or so ago—the Lord help her. Stanley was inclined to think the censorship should be extended to the supply of what he styled latter-day fiction; good wholesome stories were being ousted, he said, by “vicious, corrupting stuff” that “left a bad taste in the mouth. Why on earth couldn’t he leave her to grow in her own way? Her pride rose at the bare thought of return.

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