253 < 32 > LUCY GOES TO DINNER Mike and Lucy trudged over to the Vorsack’s house. "Wet your whistle before you start, Jack," said Kneebone, pouring out a glass of ale. ” He resumed, after a mouthful: “Here is a girl of sixteen or seventeen, seventeen and a half to be exact, running about, as one might say, in London. " "Is the poor lady alive?" asked Mrs. Soldiers were stationed at different points of the street to keep off the mob, and others were riding backwards and forwards to maintain an open space for the passage of the procession. There's nothing so sad in this world as an old fool," she added. At sunset the swarming abruptly ceased; even the sampans appeared to draw closer together, with the quiet of water-fowl. After feasting his eye upon this superb panorama, he was about to return, when he ascertained from a farmer that his nearest road to Willesden would be down a lane a little further on, to the right. " "Jack seems to be a great favourite with the fair sex," observed a smirking grocer's apprentice.
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