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Updated: June 4, 2025
Formerly, on Sundays and holidays, it used to be a very entertaining sight to contemplate the Paris cocknies crowding into this vessel. Those who arrived too late, jumped into the first empty boat, which frequently overset, either through the unskilfulness of the waterman, or from being overloaded.
His jokes were plenty, and his good-nature thoroughly genuine, but he did not seem to understand that a gentleman could wear an old coat, or that a lady could be respectable unless she had her carriage, or employed a French milliner. "Charming place, ma'am," said he, bowing to the widow; "noble prospect delightful to us Cocknies, who seldom see anything but Pall Mall."
On board this brig were two London mechanics, recently pressed in the streets of the capital of the English nation a nation that has long boasted of its liberty and humanity. These cocknies wore long coats, drab-coloured velvet breeches, and grey stockings.
He was a stoutly-built, red-haired man, with an Ulster accent that had not been impaired in any degree by twenty years of association with Cocknies. "How're you!" he said, going up to John and seizing hold of his hand. "Rightly, thank you! How did you know me?" John replied, laughing and astonished. "That's a question and a half to ask!" Hinde exclaimed.
He dappled his fingers in the water of one of the fountains, and listened to two little Cocknies wrangling together.... "They've a queer way of talking," he said to himself. ...and then he started off down the Strand towards Fleet Street and the City. Eleanor Moore was not in the tea-shop when he entered it, nor did she come into it while he remained there.
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