First, I went to Country Tom's, the Goat, in Long Lane. The walls
were bare, and painted in stone-colour; the floors, devoid of carpet; the beds, of
hangings; the windows, of blinds; and, excepting in the thief-taker's own
audience-chamber, there was not a chair or a table about the premises; the place
of these conveniences being elsewhere supplied by benches, and deal-boards laid
across joint-stools. ‘Pitiful. She had
taken care he should have this momentous talk with her on a garden-seat
commanded by the windows of the house. But threats and entreaties—even promises were ineffectual; and
the unlucky captive, after exhausting his powers of persuasion, was compelled to
give up the point. His lovely black eyes softened until they became like
languid as the night sky.
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