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ke of its accommodations, and mingle with some of its company." By this time they had passed the Royal Exchange, and Tom was enlarging upon the new erections lately completed; when all at once, "Hallo," said Bob, "what is become of our party?" "All right," replied his Cousin; "they have given us the slip without slipping from us--I know their movements to a moment, we shall very soon be with them--this way--this way," said he, drawing Bob into the narrow passage which leads to the back of St. Peter's Church, Cornhill--"this is the track we must follow." Tallyho followed in silence till they entered the house, and were greeted by the Landlord at the bar with a bow of welcome; passing quickly to the right, they were saluted with immoderate volumes of smoke, conveying to their olfactory nerves the refreshing fumes of tobacco, and almost taking from them the power of sight, except to observe a bright flame burning in the middle of the room. Tom darted forward, and knowing his way well, was quickly seated by the side of Merrywell, Mortimer, and Harry; while Tallyho was seen by those who were invisible to him', groping his way in the same direction, amidst the laughter of the company, occasionally interlarded with scraps which caught his ear from a gentleman who was at the moment reading some of the comments from the columns of the Courier, in which he made frequent pauses and observations. ~284~~ "Why, you can't see yourself for smoke," said one; "D------n it how hard you tread," said another. And then a line from the Reader came as follows--"The worthy Alderman fought his battles o'er again--Ha, ha, ha--Who comes here 1 upon my word, Sir, I thought you had lost your way, and tumbled into the Woolpack instead of the Skin-market.--' It is a friend of mine, Sir.'--That's a good joke, upon my soul; not arrived yet, why St. Martin's bells have been ringing all day; perhaps he is only half-seas over--Don't tell me, I know better than that--D------n that paper, it ought to be burnt by--The fish are all poison'd by the Gas-light Company--Six weeks imprisonment for stealing two dogs!--Hides and bark--How's sugars to-day?--Stocks down indeed--Yes, Sir, and bread up--Presto, be gone--What d'ye think of that now, eh?--Gammon, nothing but gammon--On table at four o'clock ready dressed and--Well done, my boy, that's prime." These sentences were uttered from different parts of the room in almost as great a variety of voices as
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