He turned to observe what this object was that had so unexpectedly diverted the young man's attention. We ourselves have been similarly circumstanced. It was obviously pitched well, hitting her head at a good thirtyfive miles per hour. Infested by every description of vagabond and miscreant, it was, perhaps, a few degrees worse than the rookery near Saint Giles's and the desperate neighbourhood of Saffron Hill in our own time.
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