She could not be more than twenty; and though want and other
suffering had done the work of time, had wasted her frame, and robbed her
cheek of its bloom and roundness, they had not extinguished the lustre of her
eyes, nor thinned her raven hair. "
"Order those who choose to obey you," rejoined the lady scornfully. "I call this ere crib the Little-Ease,
arter the runaway prentices' cells in Guildhall. The drawers at the moment were too busy to attend to her, and she
would have seized the opportunity of examining, unperceived, the assemblage
within, through a little curtained window that overlooked the adjoining chamber,
if an impediment had not existed in the shape of Baptist Kettleby, whose portly
person entirely obscured the view. I’ve never muffed an exam yet. This is her first adventure. That’s how it takes me. Upon the pavement near the court lay the
porter, who had been prostrated by a blow from the butt-end of a pistol. Did the other girls thank you?”
“Not really. All this while he was arranging the medicines on the stand and jotting down his
instructions on a chart sheet. The Closing Scene
472
EPOCH THE FIRST.
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