The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 70: what you’re looking at

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68 MYSTERIES visit her; and I said to myself, it seems to he arranged expressly. 3 Where does she reside? interrupted Edwards ; with impatience. “ Witbin a stone’s throw, opposite . your house, across the street, : Edward cast a look, instinctively following the gesture of Bob to the opposite side of Cornhill, and the windows of the third story. His meven ment was to rapid that a charming young girl, partly concealed by a curtain which had been raised frem curiosity, had not time to disappear 5 the fair creature shrunk from the intent gaze, blushed, and dropped the curtain. It is she—it is she, | am sure; I could not see ths colour of her hair, but her face is not one to. be mistaken ; how do you know that she lives upon that floor? ‘ i will teil you, replied Bob: I cannot knock at peosie’s doors, ior my uniform does not inspire much respect. When the young girls and the boy entered that house, I cast up a look, and found all the windows lighted except those on! the third floor; within a few EGS a Lh ape pearéd in them Phat is ali right, said he; aa Mr. Smith to pay you. I should prefer it, if it is all the same, to receive - my pay from your honour’s hand. Why so? life is very Gear, and —— Well ?- Mr. Smith will tell me he has tena} paid me once, CyiP “fe ‘comicbooks com) iS Lat: | aes .Coy Se . ‘~ pons