When about to retire to rest, the rencounter with Jack Sheppard again recurred to
him, and he half blamed himself for not acquainting Mr. Last time—
you made me feel snubbed. “I am going to ignore it. 165
“Uh, my parents are going skiing in Colorado after
New Year’s. Here the ribs of a thousand pounds beating against the Needles—
those dangerous rocks, credulity here floated, to and fro, silks, stuffs, camlets,
and velvet, without giving place to each other, according to their dignity; here
rolled so many pipes of canary, whose bungholes lying open, were so damaged
that the merchant may go hoop for his money," A less picturesque, but more
truthful, and, therefore, more melancholy description of the same scene, is
furnished by the shrewd and satirical Ned Ward, who informs us, in the
"Delectable History of Whittington's College," that "When the prisoners are
disposed to recreate themselves with walking, they go up into a spacious room,
called the Stone Hall; where, when you see them taking a turn together, it would
puzzle one to know which is the gentleman, which the mechanic, and which the
beggar, for they are all suited in the same garb of squalid poverty, making a
spectacle of more pity than executions; only to be out at the elbows is in fashion
here, and a great indecorum not to be threadbare. So she built a shrine. He was now at the entrance of the chapel, and striking the door over which he
had previously climbed a violent blow with the bar, it flew open. They fell into step again. ‘Wait! At least tell me where I can find you. "
And her faithful attendant, drowned in tears, withdrew, followed by the two
assistants. "Well, I'm not far from the mark.
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