" "Not in the least," replied Shotbolt, creeping beneath the table; "there's my staff. There were game watermen and game lightermen, heavy horsemen and light horsemen, scuffle-hunters, and long-apron men, lumpers, journeymen coopers, mud-larks, badgers, and ratcatchers—a race of dangerous vermin recently, in a great measure, extirpated by the vigilance of the Thames Police, but at this period flourishing in vast numbers. On this elevation a table was now placed, around which sat the turnkeys and their guests, regaling themselves on the fragrant beverage provided by the prisoner. “Thanks, so do you. Her name, he said, was as pretty as its wearer. ” He was bereft of words for a moment, and in that moment she escaped, having passed him on deftly to one of the later arrivals. ‘Have I not said so?’ ‘No, as it happens. . " CHAPTER XV. ’ Roding allowed that he had a point, and followed him as he began to mount the stairs.
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