"'Sblood!" cried Jonathan, who had listened to the foregoing conversation with
angry wonder, "I've been nicely done here. He was asleep. "
"Impossible, dear Mrs. She read for half an hour, then closed the book because
Spurlock appeared to have fallen asleep. She put her
mouth on him. "
"I don't desire it, Sir," replied Mrs. "Master
Thames Ditt—what's his blessed name?—has honesty written in his handsome
phiz; but as to his companion, Jack Sheppard, I think you call him, he's a born
and bred thief. Gerald sympathised with his friend’s irritation. It became a sort of duel at last between them, and all the
others sat and listened—every one, that is, except the Alderman, who had got the
blond young man into a corner by the green-stained dresser with the aluminum
things, and was sitting with his back to every one else, holding one hand over his
mouth for greater privacy, and telling him, with an accent of confidential
admission, in whispers of the chronic struggle between the natural modesty and
general inoffensiveness of the Borough Council and the social evil in
Marylebone.
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