I did so. “I feared we might have a fog. ” He crossed his arms. Taking his way along East Smithfield, mounting Little Tower-hill, and threading the Minories and Hounsditch, he arrived without accident or molestation, at Moorfields. ‘That’s a loud one. He was in misery; he was paying for last night's debauch. Lucy was filled with happiness, it was her third Christmas at the Becks. His wife met him at the door, and into her hands he delivered his little charge. The next moment, however, he was picked up, and set upon his feet by a person who, having witnessed the accident, flew across the road to his assistance.
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