” “Mr. "I'll admit that. She found herself trying on the baubles he brought home, placing the silver rings upon her slim fingers, knowing that he would take up her hand and kiss it. The watermen, who manned the larger wherry, immediately shipped their oars, grappled with the drifting skiff, and held it fast. The touch of his lips neither thrilled nor alarmed her, because the eyes that looked into hers were clean. ” “It isn’t nice going to prison. There were game watermen and game lightermen, heavy horsemen and light horsemen, scuffle-hunters, and long-apron men, lumpers, journeymen coopers, mud-larks, badgers, and ratcatchers—a race of dangerous vermin recently, in a great measure, extirpated by the vigilance of the Thames Police, but at this period flourishing in vast numbers. " "Mr. Poor fellow! he sometimes indulges the hope of marrying you, when he grows old enough. ” She whispered. She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary.
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