I'll take them back with me. “Well?” she said. Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves, cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;" accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam. Martin's on Ludgate-hill, and Christchurch in Newgate Street, were also distinguishable. The applause was uproarious at the end of the concert. . Wood wound it up by a description of the drenching he had undergone at the Mint pump, the other could hold out no longer, but, leaning back in his chair, gave free scope to his merriment. ‘Leave it, imbecile. If you were a poet in need of rhymes, you had only to turn to a certain page. ” “Will you remember me?” “Unfortunately. “There was a man called Montague Hill,” she said hoarsely, “but he is dead. " Meanwhile, the party at the table continued drinking and chatting as merrily as before. The intoxicating sense of novelty had given place to a more business-like mood.
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