" The woollen-draper replied by gallantly handing her the box, which was instantly snatched from her by Blueskin, who, after helping himself to as much of its contents as he could conveniently squeeze between his thumb and finger, put it very coolly in his pocket. She twanged the catgut under her fingers. . The weather harmonized with their feelings. Still it was possible, and the difficulty was only a fresh incitement. The present divinity of the cellar was a comely middle-aged dame, almost as stout, and quite as shrill-voiced, as the Billingsgate fish-wives above-mentioned, Mrs. A crisis had been reached, and she was almost glad it had been reached. I could not keep away any longer.
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