"Do you call neglecting your work, and singing flash songs nothing? Zounds! you incorrigible rascal, many a master would have taken you before a magistrate, and prayed for your solitary confinement in Bridewell for the least of these offences. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. Luckily I’m not. It might be that the boy had taken one drink too many, or someone had given him knock-out drops. We haven’t. She did not want particularly to know what had caused his agony, what had driven him back to the old coat. Their flitting hands were always touching. Come with me, Langley, and bring the lantern.
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