Amid this varied throng,—varied in appearance, but alike in character,—one object alone, we have said, rivetted Mrs. As soon as he gets into blue water, he'll think no more of pitching the boy overboard than of lighting his pipe. Once, when he thought he had done so, he smiled an ingratiating smile. “Election be hanged!” he exclaimed. Having ascertained that Thames was at his heels, he hurried with his ghastly burthen down Seacoal Lane.
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