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Updated: July 20, 2025
Ain't that our man's whistle?" The boat, slowly worked in towards The Pigeons, lays to a few strokes off on the slack water. The tide's mandate to stop has come. The sergeant is waiting for a second whistle to act. Inside the tavern the woman has closed the street-door abruptly has given the alarm. "There's two in the lane!" she gasps. "Be sharp, Tom!" "Through the garden?" he says.
Objectively, she was a slim, hoopless little woman, with a tendency to be always at the street-door when we opened it. She had a narrow, narrow face, with eyes of terrible slyness, an applausive smile, and a demeanor of slavish patronage.
Her mother, however, could not stay long enough to suspect anything. She was gone again to the street-door, to welcome William. "Oh! my dear William, how glad I am to see you. But have you heard about the Thrush?
At last, as Downes's life seemed in danger, he wavered; the Jew-boy seized the moment, jumped up, upsetting the constable, dashed like an eel between Crossthwaite and Mackaye, gave me a back-handed blow in passing, which I felt for a week after, and vanished through the street-door, which he locked after him.
Mrs Wititterly's answer was lost in the noise of a tremendous rapping at the street-door, and before it had ceased to vibrate, there drove up a handsome cabriolet, out of which leaped Sir Mulberry Hawk and his friend Lord Verisopht. 'They are here now, said Kate, rising and hurrying away.
Presently they beheld the old black-satin bunch stream through the street-door, down the bit of garden, and up the astonished street; halting, panting, capless at the carriage door, a book in her hand, a much-used, dog-leaved, steamy, greasy book, which; at the same time calling out in breathless jerks, "There! never ye mind looks! I ain't got a new one.
"Well, try it; that's all I say, Caudle; try it. I won't let you put me in a passion; but all I say is, try it. "A respectable thing, that, for a married man to carry about with him, a street-door key! That tells a tale I think. A nice thing for the father of a family! A key! What, to let yourself in and out when you please!
I've got my right foot in the grave, and I reckon yours is not far off; and what we've both got to do now is to see that we make a good ending for our souls." "At all events, you don't refuse to take her for a week or two?" asked Emmanuel innocently. "Did I say I refused? Did I send her up stairs as the nighest road to the street-door?" retorted his sister with disdain.
I went out early this morning, and returned just now, when I was informed that my beloved, in my absence, had taken it into her head to attempt to get away. "She tripped down, with a parcel tied up in a handkerchief, her hood on, and was actually in the entry, when Mrs. Sinclair saw her. "'Pray, madam, whipping between her and the street-door, 'be pleased to let me know whither you are going?
It might have been seven o'clock in the evening, and it was growing dark in the narrow streets near Golden Square, when Mr Kenwigs sent out for a pair of the cheapest white kid gloves those at fourteen-pence and selecting the strongest, which happened to be the right-hand one, walked downstairs with an air of pomp and much excitement, and proceeded to muffle the knob of the street-door knocker therein.
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