"Gracious Heaven!—is she the
inmate of a mad-house?"
"She is, Sir," answered the woollen-draper, sadly, "driven there by her son's
misconduct. But we have got to talk
upon indifferent themes until we have done with this blond young gentleman
from Bavaria. On the groundfloor the shutters were closed, or, to
speak more correctly, altogether nailed up, and presented a very singular
appearance, being patched all over with the soles of old shoes, rusty hobnails,
and bits of iron hoops, the ingenious device of the former occupant of the
apartment, Paul Groves, the cobbler, to whom we have before alluded. His mother's scream seemed again to ring in his ears, and
he was so deeply affected that, fearful of exciting attention, he was about to quit
the sacred edifice, when he was stopped by the entrance of Thames, who looked
pale as death, with Winifred leaning on his arm. "I was coming to give you intelligence of a comical trick played by this
rascal, when I find him here—the last place, I own, where I should have
expected to find him. “Everybody
seems to have it now. He was caked with dried muck. If only to say goodbye. "I dare not, Rowland," she answered. ’
‘I don’t know that there is so much to tell. "
"And a famoush goot shignal it ish," laughed Abraham.
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