Taking his way along East Smithfield, mounting Little Tower-hill, and threading the Minories and Hounsditch, he arrived without accident or molestation, at Moorfields. " As if an order had come to her somewhere out of space, the girl glanced sideways at the other young fool. ” Annabel shook her head. “Annabel, I begin to see why you are here. He wore a French military undress of the period, with high jack-boots, and a laced hat; and, though his attire indicated no particular rank, he had completely the air of a person of distinction. “Election be hanged!” he exclaimed. He stood still, almost breathless. Then to Martin's brandy-shop, in Fleet Street. This farewell had been particularly distasteful to him.
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