. Supper was quickly served; the oldest bottle of wine was brought from the cellar; the strongest barrel of ale was tapped; but not one of the party could eat or drink—their hearts were too full. Infested by every description of vagabond and miscreant, it was, perhaps, a few degrees worse than the rookery near Saint Giles's and the desperate neighbourhood of Saffron Hill in our own time. Her eyes travelled about the room as if in appeal to the very chairs. Totally disregarding the pain, he picked up the nail, and reserved it for future use. "I'll go to her directly," said Wood, bustling towards the door.
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