The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 250: what you’re looking at

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_perance remained alone with poor Corah. . Come, my pretty Bob, said Temperance, hoist "7 Bis ; SIYSTERIES gust, I fied into the parlour. Bob and Teni- that on your shoulders. Bob went down upon his knees, and placed his hands on my peor doe’s side. She is horridly thin, this little beast, grum- bled he: but had she died from having her throat cut, I could have got thirty shillings fer her, any ~~ way. I heard what he said, and it quite chilled - my blood. Bob put his hand into his pocket, and drew out a long knife, the bright blade of which — shone in the last beams of the setting sun. Be- fore or afterward, said he, can’t matter much! It would be arity to lose somany poundsaof good ~~ meat; I will manayeitso nicely, that the dealer 4 will believe I killed it before it died. [I heard — him laugh brutally. and then I saw the knife plunged into Corah’s throat. I uttered a cry of horror, and fell fainting to the ground. The next day they made me get into a car- riage, which journeyed a whole day without stop- ping. When I alighted from it, it was quitedark, and the next morning when I awoke, I found myself in a large room, the rising sun darted a flood of light into it, which at first dazzied my un- accustomed eyes! The place to which they had taken me wasata great. distance from London. That is all that I ean tell you, for I never knew its name or its po- - sition upon a map. I was allowed to go out when- __ _ ever I pleased, but I was forbidden to speakto ; bch strangers, and Temperance was always my ' companion, Temperance and Rehohoami 4 ‘ io accompanied me inall my rambles over t ihe \ - : ‘ae An eey ves Fe . comicbooks.com