‘Let me see if our minds are attuned. I’ll have to wait here, of course, which means you, Hilary—’
‘Will have to do tomorrow’s patrol. She went up-stairs and hesitated between four doors with ground-glass panes,
each of which professed “The Women’s Bond of Freedom” in neat black letters. But, holy smoke!—the
Yale spirit in…. If I do
not look after her, she has no one. I hope to see the day, when not Southwark alone, but London itself
shall become one Mint,—when all men shall be debtors, and none creditors,—
when imprisonment for debt shall be utterly abolished,—- when highwayrobbery shall be accounted a pleasant pastime, and forgery an accomplishment,
—when Tyburn and its gibbets shall be overthrown,—capital punishments
discontinued,—Newgate, Ludgate, the Gatehouse, and the Compters razed to the
ground,—Bridewell and Clerkenwell destroyed,—the Fleet, the King's Bench,
and the Marshalsea remembered only by name! But, in the mean time, as that
day may possibly be farther off than I anticipate, we are bound to make the most
of the present. Wood," cried David, pouring out a glass of the spirit, and
offering it to the carpenter, "that'll warm the cockles of your heart. He returned, blue towel in hand.
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