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"I am coming down to Tooley Street with you. I am coming to brave the smells and the fog and the heat." He handed her into the car. He had sufficiently recovered his self-control to smile. "In other words," he remarked, "you mean to be there when I open the safe!" The arrival of Arnold, accompanied by Mrs. Weatherley, created a mild sensation in Tooley Street. Mr.

Arnold Chetwode, much too good for that stuffy little office in Tooley Street, but I do not know whether it is really for your good if one is inclined to try and help you to escape. If you saw another man holding a position you wanted yourself, would you throw him out, if you could, by sheer force, or would you think of your laws and your morals?"

I don't ask for your confidence. I have had enough of these horrors. Tooley Street is bad enough, but I think I would rather sit in my office and add up figures all day long, than go through another such night." Sabatini smiled. "You are young, as yet," he said. "Life and death seem such terrible things to you, such tragedies, such enormous happenings.

In the Bell Tower, at the south-western angle, the princess Elizabeth was confined, and in the present century it was the prison of Sir Francis Burdett, committed for commenting in print on the proceedings of the House of Commons. The Tower Subway is a tunnel constructed recently under the Thames from Tower Hill to Tooley Street for passenger traffic.

Likewise she asked the following question giving no reason for her curiosity: "Did there recently leave the Bylittle Home an employee an orderly whose first name is Peter? And if so, what is his reputation, his full name, and why did he leave the Home?" "Maybe that will puzzle the Reverend Mr. Tooley some," thought Frances of the ranges.

You see, every time when Tooley got loose, the kids all leant forward and yelled like mad; but I just kept my mouth shut, and leaned way back out of the way so that Tooley'd run out through my quarter. So I won most all the time." There was a pause, while Nickey looked a bit apprehensively at his audience. But he went on gamely to the end of the chapter.

It is understood that the lineal descendant of Simon de Montfort, England's premier baron, is a saddler in Tooley Street. One of the descendants of the "Proud Percys," a claimant of the title of Duke of Northumberland, was a Dublin trunk-maker; and not many years since one of the claimants for the title of Earl of Perth presented himself in the person of a labourer in a Northumberland coal-pit.

A few minutes later he left the station, and, turning to the right, walked slowly as far as Tooley Street. He kept on the right-hand side until he arrived at the spot where the great arches, with their scanty lights, make a gloomy thoroughfare into Bermondsey. In the shadow of the first of these he paused, and looked steadfastly across the street.

We crawled into a stifling crib of a dark coffee-house, and sucked thick brown sediment out of liliputian cups; we smoked hemp from small-bowled pipes until we fell off into a state of visionary stupor known as "kiff;" we paid our respects to the Kadi, exchanged our boots for slippers, and settled down cross-legged on mats as if we were the three tailors of Tooley Street; we almost consented to have ourselves bled by a Moorish barber Mahomet Lamarty's particular, who lanced him in the nape of the neck every spring for the Moorish barber still practises the art of Sangrado, and also extracts teeth.

And he dashed across the broad roaring thoroughfare of Bridge Street, and hurrying almost at a run down Tooley Street, plunged into the wilderness of Bermondsey.

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