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"The ban-dogs!" thundered a tall man, whose stature and former avocations had
procured him the nickname of "The long drover of the Borough market. "Your name is Spurlock?"
"It is. ”
“Shirts?”
“Shirts at one—and—something a dozen. Henceforth, I utterly throw off the yoke you
have laid upon me. The doctor laughed. The
man, who was just able to move, pointed towards Giltspur-street. She mounted the stairs of the theatrical agent’s
office with very much less than her usual buoyancy, nor did she find much
encouragement in the general appearance of the room into which she was shown. You can if you will. Young and old were dressed in their gayest
apparel; and it was evident from the smiles that lighted up every countenance,
from the roguish looks of the younger swains, and the demure expression of
several pretty rustic maidens, that a ceremony, which never fails to interest all
classes,—a wedding,—was about to take place. She had dreaded the beginning of
this hour. . To witness this girl sewing on a loose button, flopping the coat about on her
knees, tickled his ironic sense of humour; and laughter bubbled into his throat. "You'd have hit it off better if you'd called
her The Sow. Maggot held up a lantern, which she found in the
shop. It came to Spurlock suddenly that if something did
not react in his favour inside of five minutes, he was done.
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