Well, but how did it end?


JONATHAN

Why, as I was standing talking with her, a parcel
of sailor men and boys got round me, the snarl-headed
curs fell a-kicking and cursing of me at such a tarnal
rate, that I vow I was glad to take to my heels and
split home, right off, tail on end, like a stream of chalk.


JESSAMY

Why, my dear friend, you are not acquainted with
the city; that girl you saw was a--[whispers.]


JONATHAN

Mercy on my soul! was that young woman a
harlot!--Well! if this is New-York Holy Ground,
what must the Holy-day Ground be!


JESSAMY

Well, you should not judge of the city too rashly.
We have a number of elegant, fine girls here that make