She almost sprang to her feet. “He has a stubbly yellow moustache, weak eyes, and great
horrid hands. The cage at Willesden was, and is—for it is still standing—a small round
building about eight feet high, with a pointed tiled roof, to which a number of
boards, inscribed with the names of the parish officers, and charged with a
multitude of admonitory notices to vagrants and other disorderly persons, are
attached. She gaped at its
keep, at least ten feet tall, a frightening gray coffin turned
upright. ‘Go then. Heaven alone knows why. I can esteem him, regard him; but, love him as he
ought to be loved—that I cannot do. "
"Awake!—to be sure I am, my flash cove," replied Sheppard; "I'm down as a
hammer.
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