,
a hand and arm, like that of a genius in a fairy tale, was seen to
introduce itself _bon-gre, mal-gre_, through the casement, and instantly
they became 'scarce.'"

"But I have heard," said Bob, "of a fashionable nabman asking the Duke
the time, and politely claiming the watch as soon as it was visible."

The most prominent characters of the lounge had now disappeared, and
Tom and Bob pursuing their course, found themselves in a few minutes in
Covent Garden, from whence, nothing occurring of notice, they directed
their steps towards Bow-street, with the view of deriving amusement from
the proceedings of justice in the principal office on the establishment
of the metropolitan police, and in this anticipation they were not
disappointed.{1}

1 More Life in St. Giles's.--Mr. Daniel Sullivan, of
Tottenham Court Road, green-grocer, fruiterer, coal and
potatoe merchant, salt lish and Irish pork-monger, was
brought before the magistrate on a peace-warrant, issued at
the suit of his wife, Mrs. Mary Sullivan. Mrs. Sullivan is
an Englishwoman, who married Mr. Sullivan for love, and has
been "blessed with many children by him." But
notwithstanding she appeared before the magistrate with her
face all scratched and bruised, from the eyes downward to
the tip of her chin; all which scratches and bruises, she
said, were the handy-work of her husband.

The unfortunate Mary, it appeared, married Mr. Sullivau
about seven years ago; at which time he was as polite a
young Irishman as ever handled a potatoe on this side the
Channel; he had every thing snug and comfortable about him,
and his purse and his person, taken together, were
"ondeniable." She herself was a young woman genteely brought
up--abounding in friends and acquaintance, and silk gowns,
with three good bonnets always in use, and black velvet
shoes to correspond. Welcome wherever she went, whether to
dinner, tea, or supper, and made much of by every body. St.
Giles' bells rang merrily at their wedding--a fine fat leg
of mutton and capers, plenty of pickled salmon, three ample
dishes of salt fish and potatoes, with pies, pudding and
porter of the best, were set forth for the bridal supper;
all the most "considerablest" families in Dyott Street and
Church Lane, were invited, and every thing promised a world
of happiness--and for five lo