’ A twinkle crept into Mrs Sindlesham’s eye. He was not, it seemed, the proper stipendiary at all, and there had been some demur to his jurisdiction that had ruffled him. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood. "He; also, has paid the penalty of his offences," returned Thames. Smith, now, being more than half-seas over, became very uproarious, and, claiming the attention of the table, volunteered the following DRINKING SONG. "Where is he?" he cried. ’ ‘You wouldn’t,’ agreed Mrs Sindlesham. But, since I've seen the friend and companion of my childhood, Thames Darrell, I've no heart for it. Rattles were sprung; lanterns lighted, and hoisted at the end of poles; windows thrown open; doors unbarred; and, as if by magic, the street was instantaneously filled with a crowd of persons of both sexes, armed with such weapons as came most readily to hand, and dressed in such garments as could be most easily slipped on.
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