I've sent for the priest. I hope to see the day, when not Southwark alone, but London itself
shall become one Mint,—when all men shall be debtors, and none creditors,—
when imprisonment for debt shall be utterly abolished,—- when highwayrobbery shall be accounted a pleasant pastime, and forgery an accomplishment,
—when Tyburn and its gibbets shall be overthrown,—capital punishments
discontinued,—Newgate, Ludgate, the Gatehouse, and the Compters razed to the
ground,—Bridewell and Clerkenwell destroyed,—the Fleet, the King's Bench,
and the Marshalsea remembered only by name! But, in the mean time, as that
day may possibly be farther off than I anticipate, we are bound to make the most
of the present. ’ He fitted the hat
onto her head, and was aware as he did so of her eyes watching his face. Don't feel fussed upon my account. ’
‘But what have I done?’ protested Gerald innocently. His eyes looked a little bloodshot to her; his face had lost something of its ruddy
freshness. Though not much passed the middle
term of life, he seemed prematurely stricken with old age. The concourse
extended along Giltspur Street as far as Smithfield. She looked at him curiously. She could have kissed Cathy. “Hey sis!” He cried drunkenly.
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