It became a sort of duel at last between them, and all the
others sat and listened—every one, that is, except the Alderman, who had got the
blond young man into a corner by the green-stained dresser with the aluminum
things, and was sitting with his back to every one else, holding one hand over his
mouth for greater privacy, and telling him, with an accent of confidential
admission, in whispers of the chronic struggle between the natural modesty and
general inoffensiveness of the Borough Council and the social evil in
Marylebone. "
"He's gone to Enfield after Blueskin, who has so long eluded his vigilance,"
rejoined Austin. When you don’t have
any toes left, I take your precious little cock. Drummond had made an abominable mistake. Some Chinaman might take it into his head to shout:
"Death to the foreign devils!" And out of that wall yonder would boil battle and
murder and sudden death. It’s that has always made me—SHE,
you know, was drawn into a set—didn’t discriminate Private theatricals. A wide terrace then led to large iron gates,' over which were
placed the two celebrated figures of Raving and Melancholy Madness, executed
by the elder Cibber, and commemorated by Pope in the Dunciad, in the wellknown lines:—
"Close to those walls where Folly holds her throne,
And laughs to think Monroe would take her down,
Where, o'er the gates, by his famed father's hand,
Great Cibber's brazen, brainless brothers stand. I do not
want to hear from you even the threat of disobedience. But I won't be cheated of my prize.
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