The Mysteries of London; or, Revelations of the British Metropolis — page 84: what you’re looking at

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$2 MYSTERIES inte the daylight—that is to say, into the thick! fog which filled the alley. A few steps from his own door, in a smoky tavern, he pervcived his © companion Temperance, who was fast asleep, with 7 her head upon atable. What a pity, wigs: , he; a woman of five feet six inches, . He then resumed the rapid course which he ~ had before been pursuing, and passed the houses - with the rapidity of 2 locomotive. It was about two o’cleck in the afternoon; ence out of the © neighbourhood of St, Giles, Bob Lantern directed ~ his steps towards Oxiord street; despising the , foot pavements, he splasked the hackney coaches ~ as he ran by them through the mud. After run- a ning some time, he got into Portman Square, be- _ fore a large house of magnificent appearance, of which the front, aceordicg to custom, was pro- — tected by an iron railing. a _ Between the railing and the house, on both — ‘sides of the portico, swarms of idle vaiets and — , grooms siood talking and laughing. bob Lantern © placed dis foot on the first siep leading up to the © house. a What can this fellow want? cried a young ~ jockey, weighing about forty pounds. : My geod little Mr. Tulip, replied Bob ; do not you reccliect mer Seme beggar é Ob fie, said Bob, with a look of conaiderakiaa pride, and he added, whisperingly, to himself; T ) ee _ mever beg till after dark, do you understand, you B fourth part of a man? and then he added, ina louder tone, my good litile aentlenee iam 0k: 4 aervant, Bob Lantern,