Mudfog and Other Sketches by Charles Dickens
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the Boot-jack and Countenance. If this intelligence be true (and I
have no reason to doubt it), your readers will draw such conclusions as their different opinions may suggest. 'I write down these remarks as they occur to me, or as the facts come to my knowledge, in order that my first impressions may lose nothing of their original vividness. I shall despatch them in small packets as opportunities arise.' 'Half past nine. 'Some dark object has just appeared upon the wharf. I think it is a travelling carriage.' 'A quarter to ten. 'No, it isn't.' 'Half-past ten. The passengers are pouring in every instant. Four omnibuses full have just arrived upon the wharf, and all is bustle and activity. The noise and confusion are very great. Cloths are laid in the cabins, and the steward is placing blue plates--full of knobs of cheese at equal distances down the centre of the tables. He drops a great many knobs; but, being used to it, picks them up again with great dexterity, and, after wiping them on his sleeve, throws them back into the plates. He is a young man of exceedingly prepossessing appearance--either dirty or a mulatto, but I think the former. |
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