The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 171: what you’re looking at

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OF LONDON. 169 Agreed, Mr. Bishop, cried Bob: let’s shake hands upon it. The burker retreated from him with disgust. Don’t shake hands without you like, said Bob; ‘but living is dreadful dear. One is obliged to garn acrust anyhow. Have you some of that ‘water about you ? | Bishop handed him a phial, which Bob put in- to one of his pockets, [am all right now, rejoined the latter, I do not ask you for anything to bind the bargain. To morrow the girl shall be at your house, Mr, ‘Bishop. _ May God confound hile ! ejaculated Bishop, as ae left the house. A hundred pounds, muttered Bob, when left ne himself; itis not often that one gains so much lat once. I will give him the little girl that I saw poing round with the box at Temple Church, That young girl is quite an income to me. Now let me see what the other wants, and Bob opened the parlour door. | Are wealone? asked thesteward. | I Yes, your honour; the gentleman I was fee with just now in the bar, is gone. | The steward threw off his cloak and hat. .. | Mr. Paterson, exclaimed Bob. Well, well. who would have thought it? something strange wr have happened. 96 Something too strange, by Heaven, caplidd Pate arson, sighing; but master Bob, you must ma nage, somehow or other to rid us of ve devil, 4 F ‘a i= y W Thenever your spi pleases : but it will a vy i » re Ns te Py? : 7, oe ni " ; Vina : a? wee) . L) anes A 3K | as <a" ies Eomicbooks:com| ' a 5S ee = Te e : a 5 RSS ae aie oe