‘Lord in heaven, did I do that?’ exclaimed Gerald remorsefully. He was now almost
driven to despair. Charcoal, you may bring in the boy. Gay, the poet, who wrote the 'Captives,' which was lately acted at
Drury Lane, and was so much admired by the Princess of Wales. The next moment, a heavy plunge told that
the fugitive had been consigned to the waves. Old London Bridge (the grandsire of the present erection) was supported on
nineteen arches, each of which
Would a Rialto make for depth and height!
The arches stood upon enormous piers; the piers on starlings, or jetties, built far
out into the river to break the force of the tide. A nod was exchanged. "I'll be very glad to take that
kind of a job, if you can find it. And then if some day Capes wanted her—saw fit to alter his views upon
friendship. "
CHAPTER XV. ‘You are not at all stupid. “Will you help me?” he asked.
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