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Nay, when he had crossed Westminster Bridge again, he looked out for a poor-looking coffee-house, and went in and had some coffee and a roll, and thought he never had enjoyed any dinner more. He looked at the evening paper, too, and then went out again into the wet streets, and continued his way.
She was an elderly woman with gray hair, and she followed along, smiling pleasantly at this frail, poor-looking stranger, but nagging at him. "Read it some time when you've nothing else to do." And so Peter, just to get rid of her, took the leaflet and thrust it into his pocket, and went on, and in a minute or two had forgotten all about it.
The agent himself soon arrived, as did several other gentlemen, the Colonel's friends, who knew the people and could speak to their character. The first man called was Dominick M'Evoy. No sooner was his name uttered, than a mild, poor-looking man, rather advanced in years, came forward. "I beg your pardon, Colonel," said Carson, "here is some mistake; this man is not one of your tenants.
Yonder, in the confined, crooked streets, amidst several poor-looking houses, stood a narrow high tenement, run up of framework that was much misshapen, with corners and ends awry.
The roofs of some poor-looking houses, which had been built against the base and sides of the cliff, rose nearly midway to the top; but from an angle of the parapet there was a precipitous plunge straight downward into a stonepaved court. "I prefer this to any other site as having been veritably the Traitor's Leap," said Kenyon, "because it was so convenient to the Capitol.
He made even a clearer picture than The Rat had made of the two vagabond boys one of them a cripple making their way from one place to another, quite free to carry messages or warnings where they chose, because they were so insignificant and poor-looking that no one could think of them as anything but waifs and strays, belonging to nobody and blown about by the wind of poverty and chance.
It was to be heard everywhere. "You've been very bad," said the old man, "but you'll get better now; it a'nt many as get better here." He was a poor-looking, half-fed creature, with a cadaverous face. He had the special, workhouse, bloodless aspect just as if he had lived on nothing stronger than gruel and had never smelt fresh air. The air, by the way, of those wards was something peculiar.
It was a poor-looking little house, and its poorness had extended to its surroundings as if poverty was a contagion that spread.
I can't remember where, but it was somewhere high up, far away, at the other end of the town. And they were certainly very poor folk, for I can still see myself in a poor-looking room with my dear little one who was quite cold, and whom they laid upon their bed." At this recollection a fresh attack of sobbing shook her, in fact almost stifled her.
On the door was a brass plate, also tarnished, across which ran three lines in black: "Dr. Martincole. Attendance: 3 to 6 p. m. Saturdays. 5 to 9.30 p. m." Before Viner took the bell in hand, he glanced at the houses which flanked this East-end surgery. One was a poor-looking, meanly equipped chemist's shop; the other a second-hand clothing establishment.
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