"Somebody ought to get hold of that young man," said Prudence, grimly, as she
nodded in Spurlock's direction. I did think it could be done. Sheppard's habitation terminated a row of old ruinous buildings, called
Wheeler's Rents; a dirty thoroughfare, part street, and part lane, running from
Mint Street, through a variety of turnings, and along the brink of a deep kennel,
skirted by a number of petty and neglected gardens in the direction of Saint
George's Fields. He could remember when
women laid away their gowns in lavender—as this girl's mother had. “What do you mean, hanging round with my wife?” he answered fiercely. Her thoughts were deflected from Vivie Warren by the peculiar behavior of a
middle-aged gentleman in Piccadilly. 1. ”
“Fine. Beauty has bloomed and faded.
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