The Mysteries of the Court of London by Pauline Clarendon — page 313: what you’re looking at

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CHAPTER XXXI MR. RAMSEY In the meantime, scenes of interest were taking place elsewhere; for in the early part of this same evening on which Mr. and Mrs. Page were thus discoursing and enjoying themselves, a tall, handsome, genteel man, enveloped in an ample cloak, landed from a wherry in the immediate neigh- bourhood of Horslydown, and, having dismissed the boat, sped rapidly toward the Beggar’s Staff. This individual was about eight and twenty years of age. His figure was shght, but admirably proportioned, and by no means deficient in strength; his features were regular and of the Grecian cast; his complexion was of a clear olive, and it would be impossible to imagine finer eyes or more beautiful teeth on the part of one of the sterner sex. His manners were prepossessing, even to fascination; and there was so refined, nay, even so noble an expression in the ensemble of his countenance, that an observer would have — unhesitatingly marked him as one eminently calculated to make friends with men and conquests amongst women. It was about seven o'clock, and the evening was very dark, when this individual landed on the bank of the Thames in the vicinity of Horslydown. A few minutes’ rapid walking brought him to the Beggar’s Staff, the exterior of which he, however, surveyed for a few seconds ere he crossed the threshold, as 11 to assure himself that it was the place which had been described to him. Satisfied with this brief scrutiny, he boldly entered the boozing-ken, and found himself in the midst of a motley company which seemed to be the rakings of all the vilest dregs of a vile neighbourhood. The Big Beggarman and Carrotty Poll were serving at the bar; and to them did the newcomer address a whispered inquiry for Mr. Joseph Warren. ol0 ECORNIE DCO KS (E() m